It's beginning to look a lot like...

December in NC kicked off with snow, to Louise's delight. "It's Christmas!" she declared. Then, after reflection, "it can't be Christmas yet. We're not in England."

A friend's church was having a 30 ft tree/computer light show/Christmas pageant extravaganza this afternoon, and she'd offered to meet us for the event & pay her teenage son to babysit our three kids and two of hers. Unfortunately, she wasn't able to make it, and Louise hit her head on a pew and split her ear open, so it wasn't quite the start of the holidays that we expected it to be. But we got a picture of the tree (without lights or people popping out of it)...

Louise is learning many things at preschool - some wonderful, some not so wonderful. "I'm shaking my booty!" she declared one day. Mummy asked if she knew what that meant. "It means shaking my butt," she explained with a tinge of exasperation to her rather dense mother.