Where to begin... I know that I should write these posts as I go so that I don't forget anything, I just never think about it until it's too late to do that! Ok, let me think back... (this could be a long post!).
On the 17th, I took Evan to visit my friend Judy at her school because they were having a Polar Express Day where the kids got to wear their pj's and drink hot chocolate all day long. So, of course I took him in his pj's and he loved running around the library, drinking hot chocolate, sitting in the little rocking chairs, and watching Little Einstein. He was a perfect gentleman and it was fun for me to visit with Judy. (If there is one thing I miss about working, it's hanging out with Judy while working).
Chris got out on the 18th, which was nice because he was home by 1:45 that day! He came home and took a nap right on the floor! The kids must have been crazy!
On Saturday the 19th, my sister and I woke up early and drove down to Santa Fe for a Cookie/Ornament exchange that we do with my cousins every year. It is always fun because there is lots of great food, chit chat, ornament "stealing", and just an overall good time for catching up. Oh, and did I mention that everyone who brings cookies leaves with a big bag of ALL the cookies?! That's pretty nice, too!


On Sunday the 20th, we woke up to play in the orchestra at church, but only stayed through the first service so that we could get Evan a nap before visiting Chris' Stepdad at the hospital (he had knee replacement surgery). Alia made some amazing chicken spaghetti (all from her imagination, I might add!), and we sort of took over the meeting room in the hospital to visit. It was nice to visit with Papa D, and give him some support because it's not fun going through the recovery process. Evan was a little rambunctious, but luckily he had lots of loving family members there who were willing to take turns keeping him occupied and out of everything else at the hospital.

On Monday, we worked on cleaning the house and packing to leave on Tuesday. I woke up and started getting really frustrated (the previous post is about this episode), but my amazing husband helped me get everything in order so that I could feel comfortable leaving our house for a week. The house wasn't perfect when we left, but it was enough not to feel overwhelmed when we came back.

Finally on Tuesday we left to head down and "begin" our Christmas vacation. We ended up leaving after Evan's nap, and then drove down to eat dinner with my Dad. It was nice because Chris, Evan, and I were there, along with my Mom, brother Clay and his wife Amanda, and my Dad. We ended up eating at Olive Garden, which is fun for us because we never go there but love it. It was a great evening filled with lots of eating, talking, and watching Evan. He played with his toys, shared his food, and then played and shared his food even with strangers (he's always trying to talk to other children in a restaurant when we go out). Oh, and then we ended the evening by my Dad picking Evan up out of his high chair... to find that his pants were SOAKED through, and not with water... It was a fun night!
Wednesday was a day that we had planned on doing nothing but hanging out in our pajamas, which we did, but it wasn't fun for all of us. I woke up and felt fine that morning. And then just started feeling icky as the morning went on. After my Mom left for work (I LOVE being married to a teacher!), I had to go and wake Chris up to help me handle Evan because I just didn't feel good. I've trying to take advantage of the help this Christmas since we're so close to the end of the pregnancy. But then I slept from 9:45-2:45 that day! I still can't believe that. Finally Chris woke me up and made me get out of bed so that I could sleep later that night. I felt chilly, so my Mom took my temp and it was 100.7. Whatever I had lasted on and off throughout that night, but was thankfully gone by the next day, and my temp never got any higher.


My Dad came over again on Wednesday night so that we could give Christmas presents to each other. He gave Evan a fun M&M candy dispenser (which of course, Evan LOVES!), and some Barney videos, and books. Perfect gifts, Dad! Then he gave Chris his gift... I bought Chris a Wii this year for Christmas, and told everyone else so that they would have automatic gifts for him (gift cards, accessories, games, etc). My Dad got him the Wii Fit Plus. The only problem was that I hadn't given Chris the Wii yet! So, I just decided to give it to him that night. Chris opened the gift from my Dad, and just started smiling. Then I gave him a gift of a few games that I'd bought, and said, "If you ever get a Wii to play these on, then you'll be set!" After a few minutes of teasing him, we gave him the Wii, and he smiled like a little kid! It was great!
Funny story about my Wii Fit experience: You have to create a Wii person on Wii Fit so that it can keep track of your weight, how much time you've put it, how many calories you've burned, etc. So, I step up to have my body checked, knowing that the outcome couldn't be good because there's no question about being pregnant anywhere in there! So, it tells me that my BMI is too high (almost obese!), and that I need to lose like 50 pounds (which I do need to lose weight, even after the baby is here). But the funny part is that when it told me this, my little Wii person plumps up right before my eyes! Now when I play games, my fat Wii walks up on the screen! How embarrassing and funny!
(Ok, I'll start another post to finish the week; I know I can keep going and going).