Full moon?

Something got into them on Saturday morning so I took them to Adventure Playland. 

1 1/2 hours of non-stop screaming and running and sliding and screaming. 

Christmas explosion.

It's already January 17 and I've just gotten enough mental strength to write about Christmas and New Years.  Oh the MEMORIES! 

Christmas Eve started out really fun. Games of cards. Glasses of liquor. The regular Shepard shananagans. Anna and Brooke went to a movie with their cousins and ate their faces off.  Popcorn and slushies and god knows what else that made Anna barf all over Grandma's white basement carpet at 2am. I got sick about an hour later. So did my Mom, my Dad, my sister-in-law. Guess it wasn't the popcorn and slushies and 

god knows what elses' fault.

Who knew it would last 7 days?  I made an attempt to show my face once a day.. for at least10 seconds at a time. It was that bad! Chris took the reins and ran the show that week. He drank lots of liquor in hopes to kill the bad guys. 

He won. 

He always wins. 

Some pre-Christmas crafting!

.... and tree decorating

...and gift giving to the teachers who do so much...
 like change my kids poopy diaper EVERY TIME she goes to school. 

Oh so shy!

Grandpa Don made the girls a place to put all their dolly clothes... 

Hey! I took this picture.. and then I went back to bed. 

OMYG!! Scooters!!! 

They played lots of games like, "who looks most like my stuffy"?

and dress up!

Who let her watch Dora on the iPhone while eating pizza???!!!

Who let her scoop her own "eye creem"?!?!

Who let her eat her own eye cream and Hunckle Mikes eye cream too?!!