Dane visited Santa Claus again this weekend... check it out!

The whole family went to my Aunt Kathy's house for Thanksgiving. Memorable experiences? I think so:

• On the way to Kathy's, Dane pees through his diaper and his car seat. We had to take out the cushion and backing from the seat, and put my sweatshirt in so it was comfortable.
• After changing his clothes and getting the seat ready, Dane tells us, "Butt! Butt!" Huge poopie... time for another change.
• Dane finally lays down for a nap at 2:30pm (usually at 12:30pm). Renee goes in to check on him and finds him sitting up with his sippy cup. He looks at her excitedly and says, "I drink milk!"
• On the way home, he hands Renee his pacifier and says, "Icky binky!" She takes it and asks, "Do you smell something?" She turns on the light. Dane has puked on himself.

Hope all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving too!!!

Yes, I'm the worst person ever. I fall off the face of the earth, don't post and forget to call my Mother back. Beat me with the yellow pages and a night stick (like they did in the good old days). I deserve it!

A lot has happened (and not happened). Our little family is doing well. We have all been getting more sleep (with the exception of Dane, who never had less sleep). However, the house is not built and may never be at this rate.

Dane has turned two and never fails to amaze me. Yesterday, he opened his Thomas the Train book and began "reading." The words weren't exactly right, but they were close enough to understand what was going on in the story. He runs, he plays, he's a little boy. What a marvelous time in his life to watch him grow!