400

This is my 400th post. To celebrate I'm going to get caught up with all the things I meant to post this month and didn't (because I was too busy watching every episode of Dr Who that I could possibly get my hands on).
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First up is what would have gone in our Christmas cards this year... that is IF I had ever gotten around to putting them together and getting them sent. I'm putting all the blame for my inabilities on Cheeks this year. Yup, when in a fix, always blame the baby. =)

(It only took 17 tries to get this lovely photo. Mr. Hotness didn't want me to use it because he says it is customary for the wife to be sitting. I told him he didn't get a customary wife and I would likely kill my children if we tried to take one more photo.)

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Merry Christmas!.

Another year, another baby, another bunch of Ice Cream craziness. We’ve enjoyed a year of good health, a little wealth, too much food, and lots of fun. Now, with the buyout of Mr. Hotness' bank (Washington Mutual), we are looking forward to a new adventure. Mr, Hot will be staying with the bank till the end of April 2009 as he helps with the transition. After that... who knows, we might just end up knocking on your door, asking for a place to stay. =) No worries, though, we feel fine and prepared for whatever the New Year brings. And now on to the semi-speedy family update:
Mr Hotness has been learning all about Mozart this year and is fascinated with the idea of child prodigies. And he should be, seeing as how we expect all of our children to be prodigious.
Liz would be busy getting her degree, practicing her art, working on her abs of steel, and writing her own homeschool science curriculum if she weren’t so busy being a human wash rag. All bodily functions aside she is absolutely enjoying her new baby boy and trying to savor all the little giggles and delicious baby fat before they disappear for good.
Cookie is now old enough that she has asked me to call her by her real name when we are around her friends but is still sweet enough to forgive me each time I forget.
Pablo has found a passion for comic book writing and furiously doodles in his notebooks all day.
Monster Man has learned to channel his intense strength and energy to good things and is becoming my little knight in shining armor. He loves to open doors for me and is a super big brother to Sariah and Aaron.
Sweet Terror…. *sigh* What can I say? She is the most animated and entertaining spoiled brat I’ve ever known. We would have disowned her long ago if she weren’t so stinking adorable.
Cheeks is a super pukey, drooly, cutie pie.
And, th-th-th-that’s all, folks! We sincerely hope this finds you healthy, happy, and full of love this Christmas season.

Love the Ice Cream Gang

Here is the apron Cookie painted for her teacher. She was so sad that she couldn't get it to him in time for Christmas but they missed the last 1/2 week of school due to snow closures.



I'm very proud of myself for letting her do it all herself and not being a boss-hog like I wanted to be. She did a great job.

I got a little carried away with the pipe cleaners. *blush*

We made cookies

We put some on plates to give to our neighbors but Sweet Terror ate them for breakfast before we could deliver them. Sorry, neighbors!

This is the very first year where I let the kids decorate the entire tree themselves and haven't rearranged it. There are empty spots and all the stars are on one side of the tree and the glass balls are all hanging from the bottom branches and you know what? Christmas will still come and the world will keep turning.

This is also the first year where we have put up so many lights on the outside of our house. I love it!

3 words people: Truth in advertising!

We have snow!!! And not the usual inch or two that melts the next day. We actually have lots and lots of snow and it is staying!

We also have piles of wet coats, mittens, pants and shoes scattered all over the mud room.

And we have lots of kids screaming because apparently snowball fights are never very fair.

Merry Christmas everyone! See you after the New Year.