Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Not a Mommy Blog, but...


At the tender of of 31, I have become a parent and this fact bears mentioning. I call the little guy "Squirmy" for obvious reasons and he weighed in at 7 lbs 11 ounces and despite no indication of above average height in my or the Beardocrat's genetics, he was an impressive 21.5 inches when he arrived.

Quote of the week:
Well, hello Squirmy, you're looking very Darth Vader without a helmet today, aren't you?
- Uncle Stewedslacker

Thursday, December 2, 2010

You Win... This Year


I love real Christmas Trees. LOVE them. Granted, I do think that you should go out to the woods and get your own rather than buying one, but that is just me.


The Beardocrat hates real Christmas Trees. HATES them (I actually don't know if he feels THAT strongly about it, but he did sketch a picture of a weeping Christmas Tree next to his fallen comrade with the title "Merry Christmas"). Last year Big Steve brought us a tree. This year there is no real tree. There is a crochet tree...