Mr. and Mrs. Bridget are on their way and I've been saving singles all month.
I've gotten an equal amount of chiding for both the trip to see strippers on X-mas eve and going to see Rocky Balboa the day before. I'm not going to pretend to defend the Stallone flick, but please read the article from today's Chron healined:
Here's the present I bought Zoe and Vincent: a wagon with fold up seats, safety belts, and even cup holders! Best night I've had this month was pulling the kids thru their neighborhood at night to look at the X-mas decorations.
KC is uber worried about Vincent's tendency to put anything/everything in his mouth. And rightly so. The new rule is that I'm to empty my pockets of coins upon arrival. I forgot Friday and Saturday morn called to ask her to check the couch.
KC: We checked, but somehow Vincent still ended up with a penny in his mouth. Me: Well, that just doesn't make cents.