"Oh the weather outside is frightful"

Okay, I guess I should post one.

It's cold and windy out, Dallas is playing the Steelers right now, and we're playing Baltimore tonight...brrrr.

Christmas shopping is almost done; the kids are taken care of, and we've decided what to get the grandmas and the kids' teachers. All I need to do is get our dads gifts, and decide what else to get Steph, besides more Pandora beads. I'm so glad she's easy to shop for. I'm bringing up the Christmas decorations tonight, and Stephanie will start putting them up tomorrow while the kids are in school. It's much safer that way.

Fifty eight more days until little Kaitlyn's eviction notice, and I don't know if Stephanie's going to last. Between hip pains, general decrepity (now that you're 30, sweetie), and keeping up with James and Emily, I don't know how she's doing it. I thought it was tough going to work; now on the weekends I somewhat look forward to Mondays. Her health is good, and little miss is an active little thing. I think our nickname of 'rabbit' suits her so far.

I've finished another course in my Master's program - five down, seven to go. This professor was, well, in a word: inept. Don't send a teacher who has no real world experience to teach a room full of people who have been doing the work in their fields for a minimum of five years. A letter to the dean of the department seems to have sorted things out. Hopefully our next prof will be better.

The kids are enjoying school. Emily gets disappointed when she doesn't get purple (best behavior), but we've been telling her staying on green is wonderful in and of itself. Considering there are kids in her class that go from green, to yellow (warning), red (time out), to black ("Let's go see the principal and have mommy pick you up") in a matter of minutes, I think she's doing quite well. Of course, it helps to know she understands the phrase "Wait until your father gets home." James has his Christmas singalong program on the 15th for ELP. He may not sing, but he loves to please his teacher Miss Char.

Right now, Steph's watching the game cheering for Pittsburgh, Emily is (supposed to be) napping in her room, and James is watch Yo Gabba Gabba.

Question: Where are Max and Ruby's parents??!!??