In a couple of hours it will no longer be 2010. That is perfectly fine with me--it was'nt a terrible year, personally, but it certainly was not without its heartaches and I am more than ready to GET ON WITH the rest of my life. I have many plots and plans and here's hoping I'm actually not insane and that at least some of them are viable.
While I harbor the suspicion I'm having a midlife crisis, none of my plans involve a trophy husband or a shiny red car.
ANYhow, you can't be looking at a blog about a 3 year old and not wondering how Christmas was. Christmas was nice and not too ridiculous. It was the year of the Gender Specific gifts--matchbox cars and plastic power tools--
but the hands down winner in the gift department was the Big Fold Out Cardboard House. I know its supposed to be for girls (there are flowers printed on the door) but I say f**k all that: my boy has loved the cardboard box houses I've made him and when this thing went on super sale I decided we needed to trade up:
I had it ready to go on Christmas morning and he spent most of the day in there with his stuffed elephant and his glockenspeil:
A couple days later, Mike says he caught Donny saying, "I love my new house, its so BEAUTIFUL!"
Mama must have been pretty good this year too.
We had a nice Elyria visit despite the fact that I have been, and continue to be, sick like the dog with a cough that will not let up.
The other big news is that I took the plunge and put up a facebook page for Polish Hill parents with preschoolers. We had a playdate on Thursday with some sweet kids and great parents: this just might work!