The Christmas tree is up, with minimal fighting and only 4 ornaments broken by little kid. Now we're just waiting to see which cat will puke on it or knock it over first. It's a tradition.
I'm getting ready to take Big Kid to the Nutcracker tonight. I have a pretty black dress from Tar-zhey and my sexy black shoes (that I never did take a picture of for you) and I'm going to talk Big Kid into wearing a sweater vest. That's my one dorky little boy weakness--sweater vests. Mr. Ashley hates them but 'tis the season and Big Kid is my date, so I get to dress him.
Hope you're all having a festive Saturday night!