Ahhhhhhh!

So yesterday, I decided that it would be a good day to go grocery shopping.

The next time I want to go shopping on a Saturday this close to Christmas, please bind me in tinsel and keep me home until Monday, please.

So many people! So many rude people I should say. I think the girls were nearly ran over or squished by impatient shoppers welding a deadly Walmart cart about 123 times.

The good news was that after we hit the sample tables at Costco the kids were pretty much full and didn't need much lunch (stay away from the french truffles. Not. Good.).

Anywho, the plan was to hit the mall and see Santa. But when I told the girls that the line would probably be long and that we'd have to wait a very long time, Piper said she didn't want to go, and Adi refused. Seriously. She told me no.

I might have gotten upset about that, but I didn't really want to wait either. So I let it slide.

We ended up watching Home Alone last night (we've been watching a lot of movies lately). I guess "watching" isn't the best way to describe it though. We had sticky popcorn (meaning I had to constantly wipe up the kids sticky prints), regular popcorn (spilled 3 times), and water (knocked over 5 times). The kids were running around acting insane (or just mimicking the famous Kevin scream):

At the end when Kevin's funhouse plans come out, we cracked open the forbidden bag of markers (I am not kidding about the forbidden part) adn drew up some plans of our own.


By the time the movie was over, Adi and Piper were barely able to make it to bed, seeing as how it was eight o'clock and an hour past bed time.

Oh yeah, you read that right. Their bedtime is 7. I believe that since they get my tired behind out of bed at 5 AM they can go to sleep early.

It works for us all (for now).