Hello 2007!

I am secretly excited about 2007. I am harboring a tiny flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, we are reaching the end of the tunnel here. I’m holding my breath that the girls will continue to become self-sufficent tykes that do not require their mother to hold and/or entertain them every moment of every day. Yes, my foolish dream is that this years, the girls will be able to play with each other and leave poor old mom alone for a moment or two this year. Unrealistic? Perhaps. But a girl’s gotta dream.

Santa was very good to us this year. I found two pairs of roller skates under the tree. One was a pair of Dora skates which Leina snatched up. The other was a pair of women’s skates that I claimed. Can’t wait for all this rain to stop so I can get outside and break them in. Of course, that isn’t scheduled to happen for another 6 months but a girl’s gotta dream.

Hmmm, I seem to be doing a lot of dreaming lately.

Rang in the new year with Kat and Josh. It’s sort of a minor tradition around here. Josh worked his bizarre child charms on Kulia. She basically threw herself at him and we had to peel her off at nap time. When she awoke, she looked at me with her big eyes and moppet hair and croaked, “Josssh?” We didn’t let these darn kids cramp our style though. After getting them down for bed, we broke out the games and laughed and played until midnight. At this point we had our rootbeer floats, our New Years kiss, and modified fireworks. It was 27 degrees out so Kat and I decided to watch the lights from inside while Kevin and Josh headed out into the night armed with the pyrotechnics. The caveat was nothing that made noise since they were right outside the girl’s window. After a short light show and pathetic male dancing (don’t ask) they hussled it back into the warmth of the house. A very successful close to the year 2006.

Now all I have to do is remeber to write 2007 when dating my checks and all will be well.