Its a family tradition

It has been a tradition in my family to decorate the house for Christmas right after Thanksgiving. Well this year the kids could not wait so while we were waiting for the turkey to cook we decorated the house and the tree. The kids did a fantastic job with the tree and I think it looks beautiful. Even the dog tried to help by taking the tissue paper that the oranments were wrapped in and began running around with it throughout the livingroom. He's such the helper. Daddy helped by taking pictures and basically staying out of the way. We all know how much he loves to help with decorating and wrapping gifts. (I cannot wait to wrap all the presents by myself.) I guess I should finish buying all the gifts so I have some to wrap.
After the decorating we went over to our friends house for a wonderful Thanksgiving meal. We ate way to much and needless to say we will be starting our diets next week. We brought the bird, stuffing, gravy and rolls. Our friend made the rest to include 2 delicious pies. I enjoyed going over to their house for many reasons to include friendship, good food and of course no dishes at my house to wash. I think I might be onto something. So who wants us over for Christmas dinner?

Our Honor Roll Student

At Ronan's school they have an Honor Roll. It consists of 3 levels; Gold (all A's), Silver (A's and B's and Bronze (all B's). They had an assembly last week and handed out certificates and coupons to the BX to all who made the honor roll. We are please to tell you that Ronan made the silver honor roll. We are pleased and very proud of our boy. He's shooting for Gold next quarter. Keep those fingers crossed. :-)

One of those....

Okay so I have now become one of "those" dog owners. Let me explain. Everyday I take the kids and the neighbor kids to school. The dog always goes with us. It has been cold here in the upper 20's. Ice scrapping weather. Well needless to say the dog gets cold when I leave him in the van to walk the kids to their classes. One day I got back to the car and he was shivering. I felt horrible. But I would feel even more horrible if I had to put him in his kennel each morning. So I bought him a shirt. Yes a cute little t-shirt that says " Who's Your Doggie." Pathetic I know. But as you can tell from the pictures he is rather cute. Don't cha think.