{elf on a shelf}

We started a new tradition at our house this year.  Not sure I was going to like the Elf thing.  But it has been hysterical.  If you are not familiar with it... There is a small stuffed elf that has some serious magic.  He moves all over the house, watching the Divas and then reports back to Santa every night to tell him if they have been good.  The Divas named our elf "Buddy".  Buddy is very mischievous.  Their favorite place so far was this morning - he was hanging from the chandelier over the kitchen table. Their squeals were priceless.  I absolutely loved listening to the Littlest Diva with her one-way conversation this morning at breakfast:

Okay, here's the thing Buddy.  You can't fall in my cereal.  I'm not sure how you got there.  But if you fall in my cereal mom will think she needs to wash you.  She's kind of a freak that way.  So please stay there.  How was your trip to the North Pole?  It was?  That's good.  I am glad you were safe.  Did you tell Santa that I want a phone?  It's just for emergencies only.  It's not like I will text all my friends and stuff.  But in case I get lost then I can call home.  That's a good reason right?  I know!  I keep telling her that but she won't listen.  She says Santa always asks for permission for stuff like that.  But you could just tell him its important.  Well, I love you Buddy.  Have a good day and be careful.  Tomorrow you might want to pick somewhere else safer.  


I love how she has important reasons of why she needs a phone.  She has done her research and has valid points.  And just so you know, permission wasn't granted.

{thankful last 8}

I almost made it to the end.  8 left.  It doesn't mean I am not thankful.  It just means that with Thanksgiving and a week of some nasty virus that included a trip to the ER that I just didn't have it in me.  But here we go...

Day 23:

The Littlest Diva's Birthday.  This child of mine absolutely makes me happy.  She brings so much joy (and drama) to our home.  She is hilarious, spunky, opinionated, competitive, sweet, thoughtful, drama-filled and beautiful.  She is creative and super smart.  She is messy and obsessive and I wouldn't change a thing about her. Okay, maybe the whole "I know where everything is in my messy room so please don't touch it" is a little much.  I will take it.  I love that girl.

Day 24:

I am thankful for family, friends, football and food.  Absolutely necessary things to get me through life.  And not one is more important than the other.  Yes, MH is the luckiest man alive.

Day 25 - Day 30:

I'm including all 5 days together.  Don't judge.  3 Divas that take care of their mommy.  I don't remember the last time I was this sick.  But the Divas and MH took such great care of me.  They were so worried every time I puked. (Which happened to be almost every 15-30 minutes over a 24 hour period) I could hear Diva#2 "Dad!  Mom is puking again.".  Definitely the best part about being a mom is watching them nurture others.  And their ability to make fun of me when I am fully recovered.