Don't Dream It's Over

Monica and I have two days (including today) of vacation left. Then it's back to the grind. Back to our routine. Back to getting up when it's dark out.


We had a great Christmas. The whole Laleman clan was here in sunny San Antonio. While it wasn't as warm as I would have liked, the weather was definitely more favorable than what we usually drive up north to experience at this time of year.




Rachel had a great time and totally raked in. She especially loved playing with all the wrapping paper.


Dad and I managed to play lumberjack (insert Monty Python song here) and cut down the two dead pines in our back yard, and get some rather large dead branches cut off the live oak.

It was so nice to have everyone here.

New Year's Eve with a baby in tow was quite an experience. Rachel took a late nap yesterday and decided that she really didn't want to go to sleep even though it was two hours past her normal bedtime. She fussed and fought and cried, until Monica took her for a little car ride, and she finally nodded off. Of course, at midnight, when all of the fireworks started going off, she promptly woke up. It's going to be a lot of fun trying to get her back on a routine.

Now, the Christmas decorations are down (because I knew it would never happen if I didn't do it now) and it's time to get back to our daily lives.

Why can't someone pay me to just sit around and do this all day?