We did a lot of nothing this week. I got rid of some of my wraps on the online wrap buy/sell/trade group, so my phone is full of wrap photos. And I definitely did not buy three more. Nope. I did not buy three. Only two.

Sunday:

This is the pile of wraps I measured so I could sell them. I did not sell them all.

I high recommend this rice cooker

This is a pile of wraps I am probably never going to sell

Monday:

I sold this one, but I’m a little sad. Look how cute Caroline looks.

Helping Daddy do computer stuff

Baby in a book

Tuesday:

LOLOLOLOLOL

She really likes wraps.

Who gave me a pen?! THIS IS A TERRIBLE IDEA!

Wednesday:

New Year’s Sparklers

New Year’s Toast

New Year’s Hand and Foot

Thursday:

I think I’m going to start collecting White House ornaments. I like them.

Anyone want some baby books?

Helping me de-Christmas the house

Friday:

Doing important spy business

She BEGGED me to do this and was mad when I wouldn’t let her keep him all day

When you stay up until midnight you are tired for days

Saturday:

That’s MY spot, baby

Snow! That I did not go out in!

Snuggles are why I love wraps.

I got both kids out the door fully dressed in time for school today. I was pretty proud. I’m secretly hoping for a snow day later this week because I’m not sure I can do that all week. Especially not if this baby keeps nursing allllll night. Stupid growth spurt and rolling over and separation anxiety. I feel like I’m paying the price for all the easy months up until now. I don’t like it.

Late. As of this morning my productivity/desire to write stuff on the internet seems to be back (you know it is when you actually consider commenting on a post on Jezebel) so hopefully my blog won’t totally fade away.

Sunday:

Important blizzard food: hot dogs and eggs.

I still think playing football in the snow/freezing cold is crazy

That’s how Sundays make me feel too

Monday:

Sheet washing day is also bed bouncing day

Santa baby

They ask me to take this picture during every bath

Tuesday:

In my first few weekly iPhone pics, Evan could only reach the bottom row. (And Caroline was an inside baby)

The fox is unimpressed with the rays

Technically that was Wednesday, but it didn’t feel any different. Unimpressive, 2014.

Wednesday:

These people are playing HOCKEY outside in the snow. EVEN CRAZIER THAN FOOTBALL.

Princess/Engineer Tiana

More baby photos. I love baby photos.

Thursday:

Earning his keep

Mark it in the baby book: First time I showed up at preschool pick up in ACTUAL pajamas.

(Fake) sleeping with the (fake) cat whiskers

Friday:

BFFs

Ancient iPod is ancient

She’s like 80% legs

Saturday:

Baby toys are fun when they belong to other people

Ignoring the donut holes, eating all the strawberries

We had warm weather today before the POLAR VORTEX hits us tomorrow, so we went outside and ran as many errands as possible. Tomorrow I’m hoping to put all our hot chocolate, throw blankets  and Disney movies to good use (although so far the kids still have regular school).

Oh hey, so remember when I had a blog where I wrote words? Yeah I don’t either but my husband assures me it was how he kept track of our family so I should post again. True story.

I’m not doing New Year’s Resolutions because it’s way past January 1st, nothing I’ve “resolved” to do is special and…well, I don’t want to. I never keep them, I’m totally bored with reading everyone’s “word of the year”, and you don’t really care if I want to have a garage sale this spring. Which means this is not a New Year’s Resolution post. But I do feel like I should admit this SOMEWHERE, if only so I don’t let it happen again, so here goes.

I’ve gained 13 pounds since December 15th – most of it in my arms and face, but somehow my jeans don’t button either. I’m not pregnant. I don’t have a thyroid problem. I just ate a ton of feelings – the Newtown tragedy, Caroline turning 2, the holidays, E’s stressful schedule, blah blah blah etc etc etc – and they all tasted like pie and spiked hot chocolate. Plus I did zero working out (or any sort of moving, really, my couch has a permanent butt imprint). The whole thing is entirely my own stupid fault so now I’m paying for it.

Lucky for you, I won’t be blogging about trying to lose weight (again) because it’s boring (again) and I’ve done it way too many times before and I don’t want to fail publicly (again). I just hope in a couple months I’ll be writing another (boring) post about how great I feel now that I’m 30 pounds lighter (boring AND annoying).

The second way you can tell this isn’t a New Year’s Resolution post is because I’m not going to vow to blog more. In fact, I’m probably going to blog less. Or at least post fewer tutorials and crafts and time consuming stuff and a lot more photos. I’ve discovered I really like taking photos and I don’t like worrying about blog traffic, so it was any easy call. I can’t promise I won’t bore you with photography talk, but I hope you’ll at least stick around for the ginger pictures.

Here is a photo of Caroline looking at an iguana. Happy 2013!

Maybe some day far in the future my pictures from New Years Eve will involve high heels and parties and sparkly dresses and champagne drunk from something fancier than a plastic cup. But yesterday we celebrated the end of 2011 by getting Little Evan a haircut, taking a trip to Target for 75% off wrapping paper and opening the champagne at 9 pm in case I fell asleep. I’ve always sort of hated New Years – it’s built up to be SO GLAMOROUS and SO SPECIAL and a HUGE TURNING POINT in your life, when really it’s just like any other night. Even when I was younger and DID go out for New Years I never felt like I was having as much fun as I was supposed to be having. And not even once did Billy Crystal declare he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.

So instead of building it up and being let down, this year I just enjoyed having these two goofballs to hang out with all day and a husband to kiss at midnight any time I want to.

Twinsie trouble faces

You think they might be related?

Pushy

Whatchu lookin' at, fool?

Negotiating

She suspects she got the short end of the stick

Minding his own business

These aren’t the best SOS pictures I’ve ever taken, but there is no way to pose for photos at Target without feeling like a total idiot and we didn’t do anything else. But I DID put on real clothes after a full week of PJ pants and there is no way I’m letting that go undocumented.

Dance party!

On Evan:
Shirt – Old Navy
Jeans – Children’s Place

On Caroline:
Dress & leggings – Crazy 8 (dude, don’t even think about looking at their website unless you’re prepared to spend mucho bucks on adorableness)

On Suzanne:
Tank – ModCloth (bought on sale last week, now gone)
Sweater – Target
Jeggings – Nordstrom Rack (I’m not even ashamed, they’re SO comfortable)
Boots – Old Navy
Necklace – Lisa Leonard
Bracelet – Spiffing Jewelry (it says “I curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal” and rocks my socks)