Happy New Year

It's already the new year where my parents, sister, and two of my brothers are right now. It's just me and my other brother who are now waiting to ring in the new year. What is your plan for midnight? I hope to be sleeping. :)

Last year I was in Jakarta watching fireworks to ring in the year 2007. Fireworks are illegal in Jakarta. That's probably why everyone has them and sells them on the street.

The year before I was snuggled in my cozy bed sleeping as the year 2006 rolled in. Ahhh! Now that is the way I like to celebrate the new year.

Blessings to you this new year!

At the TownHouse

We are now hanging out at my parent's house. My parents don't live here, though. My brother lives here, but he is at a conference this weekend, so for now, just my family lives here. It's quite a spacious house, so the kids have really enjoyed running and playing in these big rooms. They also like all of the toys here (my mom saved most of the Little People that my siblings and I used to play with).
I've been able to scrapbook a bit - as of this moment, I have both of the kids' scrapbooks caught up. I am planning on working on my Christmas album - the album that I put all of the pictures I receive from friends over the holidays. After that one, I will be fairly caught up....for a little while.

Trains

Trains have been big in our house lately. "Santa" (at a Christmas party) gave my son a bunch of new train tracks this December, and I have been stepping on them ever since.

Rock climber

Last spring, we decided to have our basement finished. This involves jackhammering out the whole basement floor and hauling it out, laying a whole new floor, and then doing the plumbing/electrical/carpentry part. The jackhammering has been done, so right now my basement floor resembles that of a rocky stream, covered in cement dust. There are piles of big chunks of cement, stacks of little chunks, and just chunks all over. I feel like a mountain climber when I carefully cross my basement to get meat out of the freezer.

Wedding

My brother-in-law is getting married in Vegas this weekend. I was explaining this to my three-year-old, telling him about the wedding. I told him that his grandma and grandpa and his aunt and uncle and cousin are flying down to see Uncle Layne get married, and we get to watch the wedding on the computer (over the Internet - pretty sweet!). When I was done with my big, long explanation, he had one question:
"Mom, can we see a picture of the airplane?"