Florida Xmas

I can't believe I have an 8-foot snowman in my yard.

...or a palm tree made to look like a Christmas pine. Actually, I'm pretty proud of that one. ;-)

Piglet has been chewing Jay's computer cables again.

dang it!

Crap. 1 down 7 to go.

The only way to eat sushi

If it weren't for portable DVD players, we'd be stuck eating pizza and chinese food every weekend. Not that there's anything wrong with that. How did our parents DO it? Well, I guess they probably weren't trying to take their 2 rugrats to sushi restaurants, but still.

They hate us at Best Buy also.

Dryer shopping. Good thing we brought our own inspection team.

She loves me!

My 4-year old daughter's artwork: that's her, giving me her heart. Awwwwww! (Not sure why I'm depicted as grumpy, however...)

Ooops

I'll spare you the details, but the bottom line is:  I need to re-hang the tennis ball guide I use to park the van.

Where's Waldo?

No, my daughter's name isn't Waldo. Can you find her before she does a domino effect on these nutcrackers?

Ever been kicked out of a Disney Store?

Eeeeek! No boyfriends until you're 5!

waiting for an 'express' oil change... the excitement never ends

BTW, it took over an hour. Express, my butt. I hate dealerships. And I just realized that my feet are bigger than my Sienna.

The cabin.

Drat. This is the only picture that made it through (I sent it from the airport in Michigan), because I couldn't send pics from the lake. It really was a great trip.

On the plane!

Thank goodness for this large play area in the Tampa Airport or else we would have gone nuts waiting for the flight (and waiting for the Benadryl to kick in--bwahahaha).

The Evil One says, "CHEEEEEEEEEESE!"

Since this is beginning to be a hobby for him, perhaps I should actually encourage it. I mean, it's independent and creative. It's industrious. It's even self-motivated and self-rewarding.

Or maybe I should start garnishing the little twerp's college fund. TP ain't cheap, after all.