Or maybe I should say, it's only the 5th of November? I remember, I remember!
It should be later in the month; it should be earlier in the year. I wish it were Friday; I wish it were Thanksgiving.
I realized today that even though Christmas isn't my favorite holiday, it does shine like a beacon to which I look forward every year; it's a little bit of a let down once it's over. Shiny, shiny Christmas.
Hazel is helping me think of what I should tell you next:
Our bunny? Check
Loads of stuff we got for Halloween? Check
How she's not in bed yet even though it's 7:49? NO, NOT THAT!
How about our pediatrician visit? Check
Work is super-worky right now, so instead of dredging my feeble brain for boring topics, I think I'll go tuck some people into bed and then veg out. Ciao.