I love them. I love them.

My kids. Really I do. But being on day #19 with them is driving me a little crazy. Today I dragged them to the gym, to Wal-Mart, to an orthopedic surgeon appointment and to the mall for a "simple" Santa visit because it is, afterall, Dec. 21 and we had not done this yet. I'm tired. They're getting bored and we'll be lucky if Santa even shows up around here due to all of the silly bickering.

Anyway, we went to 5 parties (4 parties and a "Ball"), threw one dinner party, celebrated Mr. Pink's birthday and visited one great grandmother over the last 19 days. I think this is why we are tired. The next 3 days are nice and calm though. Thankfully, it's just our family of four. We'll drive to Charlotte Christmas afternoon to see my parents, my brother and his wife who is expecting their first child, a boy, in April (in Sweden though!).

As to the orthopedic surgeon, it was for mini#1. What we thought could have been a big deal, wasn't. And we're so thankful! Apparently he fractured his big toe back in Sept after an injurgy we thought was "nothing" and just has a little joint swelling. The doctor isn't even going to do anything. We'll just monitor it.

And enjoy my Paris Christmas photo above. Wish I was there right now. Seriously. Without the minis. I'd bring home some croissants for them. Maybe.....