A nice (somewhat) quiet night at home. The kids received a fun postcard in the mail today from their cousins. And so an impromptu Skype session was in order.

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Of course two 3 year olds, a 5 year old, and a 6 year old with a web camera is never a “quiet conversation”. Lively would even be (a significant) understatement. (It’s nice to know the Girl’s crazy hair runs in the family…)

After Skype and dinner, Josh headed upstairs to watch the college football national championship game rout. The kids and I settled in on the couch for another episode of Star Wars.

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We’re on Episode II: Attack of the Clones. Yes, I’m horrible and letting my 3 year old watch it. It’s easier than trying to find time when she’s not around and she doesn’t exactly sit still and watch anyway. This time she kept demanding to know when Princess Leia was going to show up. Thank goodness for Jar Jar Binks (bet you’ve never heard THAT before) – he’s very fascinating to a 3 year old. Probably because they talk the same.

We had a bummer end to the weekend. Big Horn Crossing, one of our favorite restaurants in our small town (and which just opened a little under a year ago), burned down Sunday night. Fortunately no one was hurt and none of the houses around were damaged either. We add our sentiments to those hoping they will rebuild.

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(Apologies for the crappy iPhone photo – taken at sunset out the window of my (stopped) car. The kids wanted to see the remains.)

I think this might have been my kids’ favorite Christmas present. (Thanks Uncle Chub!)

01 05 2013

THAT, my friends, is a 2.5 POUND chocolate Santa. And it has taken this long for me to open him up. He came via mail, so unfortunately his feet were already shattered. At the same time, how convenient – small pieces to appease the savages while I figured out how to deal with him. And take photos. Luckily, my kids are just as vicious when it comes to chocolate as I am. After the photo op I suggested we smash him into pieces. They asked if they could help. While he was at least hollow, the chocolate was still rather thick and required me to break out the Big Knife. What does 2.5 pounds of chocolate Santa look like after being smashed to bits?

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Tasty. That’s what. So what’s next? Cookies? Hot Chocolate? Fudge? Or just keep noshing on him straight?