Christmas Wish List

Everyone can feel sorry for my poor husband and my lack of ideas for a Christmas Wish List. Up until a couple days ago, all I knew I wanted for sure were these:

Bosch Cookie Paddles

I've been wanting these since I got my Bosch 2 years ago. I LOVE my Bosch. I was thinking of writing a post, "How Do I Love My Bosch? Let Me Count The Ways..." Until I realized it would be the most boring post ever. Here is a picture what it looks like instead:

Isn't it pretty?!

Up until yesterday, that is the only thing I could think of that I wanted. But then, I remembered this little gem!

I want this stool. I NEED this stool. It is the best stool I've ever seen.

Sadly, it's too late for me to get it by Christmas. But there's always my birthday! Conveniently just 3 1/2 short weeks after Christmas.

I wonder what my husband has come up with to get me since he's been left to his own devices? I'm excited and also a little scared. If you know Josh, you will understand those feelings. We are opposites that attracted. He's creative and thinks outside the box. I am...well, not creative and never think outside my safe and slightly neurotic little box. Stay tuned!

So a couple days ago I was putting my sons to bed and told them I'd sing them Christmas songs while tucking them in. I have to post this conversation I had with J.J. because I am still laughing about it.

Me - "What song do you want me to sing?"
J.J. - "Um...I want the Chipmunk song."
Me - "Huh?"
J.J. - "You know, 'Chipmunks Roasting on an Open Fire'."
Me - (laughing)
J.J. - "What's so funny?"
Me - "Honey, it's 'CHESTNUTS Roasting on an Open Fire'."
J.J. - (with a completely confused look on his face) "Chestnuts? Why would you roast chestnuts on an open fire?"
Me - "Why would you roast chipmunks on an open fire?!!"

Does anyone want to help me come up with the lyrics to the next hit Christmas song, "Chipmunks Roasting on an Open Fire"?

Happy Adoptiversary!

Last Friday I surprised my dad by taking him out to lunch. The occasion? 25 years ago, he legally adopted me. Now I don't have any anger or issues with my biological father, he gave up his parental rights and I'm glad he did. I do still have a relationship with him but it's not a father/daughter relationship, I consider him more of like an uncle, or a friend. When my "step-dad" legally adopted me, he became my father in every sense of the word.

Imagine getting married your senior year in college, and immediately having two children to financially support? Not many men would do that, but he did. Imagine being the youngest in your family, knowing nothing about children, and yet suddenly being responsible for raising two? Yeah, he did that. Sure we had our ups and downs as I was growing up. And as he told me during our lunch date, he had no idea what he was doing a lot of the time. But he taught me how to be responsible, how to work hard, how to think for yourself, and the list could go on and on! He is a listening ear when something goes wrong or I need advice. And I can't count the times he's been at my house helping in the yard, moving furniture, or fixing whatever needs fixing!

Anyway, I just want to say, Happy Adoptiversary Dad! I love you!
P.S. No, that's not Chuck Norris.

Smart Brains!

I know he's only in Kindergarten and it's a little early to brag...but my son is so smart! Krispy Kreme does this thing where they will give kids one free donut for every A they earn on their report cards (up to 6). So I took the boys and they had so much fun watching how the donuts are made, eating them, and getting a major sugar high.
By the way, what is the deal with Krispy Kreme? I think they're kind of gross. WAY too sweet. I can only handle eating one. (Note, I said they are gross but I will still eat one. Apparently NOTHING gets in the way of me eating!)