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Christmas Time is Here in the Year 2023

Earlier this week we were invited to an open house at the new apartment building behind us. Meadow was sick and Scott didn't really want to go but I convinced him.

Hey, I can see our house.

Except there's the part Brooke is leaving out where we went on the tour and then got stuck in an elevator with like 14 people for an hour. Still nice to see the new neighbor.

The first thing Theo does when he wakes up or comes home from school is play the Switch.

Can you blame him? The new Zelda is rad.  

I made a rare breakfast for the family. Well at least part of it: sweet potato latkes.

He forgot he was suggested having these so we were all waiting for him to have breakfast. 

Meanwhile, I whipped up our egg sandwiches.

Theo and Meadow weren't fans of the of the sweet potatoes. Well, Meadow hates any food with nutrients that aren't artificially added.

Today was all about decorating our house for Christmas.

Meadow and Theo took charge of doing the trees.

I finished up prepping the rink after getting a few more Iron Sleek brackets. Now we just need some winter weather.

I might be weird, but I like saving the Christmas cards we get each year. It's fun to look back to see how everyone has grown.

Theo and I love playing Mancala.

The house was full of holiday cheer.

For dinner I made bechamel and butternut squash lasagna. Not sure what I was thinking. The kids were again not going to eat this. Stick to the classics stupid (me).

I still needed to get my steps in so we took a walk after dinner. We saw a kitty wearing a scarf.

It's December 2 and feels like Halloween. What a strange beginning of winter.

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