We’re going to get our tree tomorrow (weather permitting) and then I’ll attempt some family holiday pictures in which everyone is showered, dry, dressed and happy. It’s going to take a Christmas miracle. I need to get our holiday photo cards ordered ASAP so there’s a chance they’ll arrive before Christmas. I’m going to call my mailing skillz successful if they at least make it before 2009, especially considering last year’s cards are still in my desk.

Just in case I can’t manage to take a family picture in which I look less than whale sized nice, E and I took Baby Evan to the mall for his first picture with the man in red. Because we want to make sure he has plenty of stuff to talk to his therapist about some day. Please enjoy my Santa Baby.

P.S. He was a really good Santa – real beard and belly and ho ho ho – except that after we took the pic he told us the best part of being Santa was when the hot college girls sat in his lap. Bad Santa.