Making the List

Will these partners in crime make "the list" this year?
T-minus 26 hours and counting until the Man pays a visit to our house. Ryan is still too young to know who that big red guy is, but Karsyn is certainly ready. It's funny that we only play the "don't make me call Santa and have him move you to the bad list" card more often. This is mystic potion for parents.

Who knew that the threat of a phone call could strike such terror in the hearts of children. Karsyn has been on the cusp of having "the call" placed several times this month. She's a high energy kid, with knack for driving her parents nuts at times.

We'll see if she can last one more day. The family is coming over on Christmas Eve for dinner, then we trek up to Oakland on Christmas Day to spend time with the extended family.

It's All in the Cards
We did finally manage to get our Christmas cards out. If you didn't get one, it's because:

1) We don't know you, and wouldn't send on anyway

2) We know you, but you've annoyed us to some degree this year

3) We know you and you've moved, but didn't send us your new address (Scott...I know you're reading, because I have trace logs ;) )

4) We, um, lost your address (Amanda....it's in the mail, honestly).

This year's card is a hoot. It proves that children and pets were meant to be antagonized.