Let's play catch up.

So mom came down, December 8-11. Lots of shopping, eating out and pure exhaustion. We went to Katy Mills and walked, literally, until we dropped. My feet haven't been so sore in a long time. But, sure enough, we got up and went for more shopping the next day. We were up early for the JCPenney sale, so it wasn't too crowded yet. I finally found a pair of comfortable black dress shoes. Yay! Mom finished up most of her shopping too. We met Kim and family on Sunday for church and brunch at Rio Ranch. A little more shopping and back to the airport.

On the 12th, Bryan and I went to see A Very Merry Pops at the Houston Symphony. What a great show. They upgraded our seats when we got there and we had a fantastic view of the stage. All the christmas songs - it was so neat. And the baby had a great time - especially when they asked us to sing along.

We had COM volleyball playoffs, but lost in the first round to the first place team. We did manage to win a game, so not too bad. Bryan and I did a little bit more shopping last weekend and are finally finished (I think.)

The baby is constantly awake - at least that's what it feels like. Bryan was feeling him last night and I guess pushed a little too hard because the baby kicked him right back. You can now see him moving through my clothes. Weird, but neat.

We head out to Florida tomorrow night. We're spending Christmas there this year. It's supposed to be nice and warm for Christmas Eve, and then maybe a little bit of rain on Christmas Day. It's been a while since we've seen every one, so it'll be fun. Grace and Grayden have gotten so big.

When we get back, I'm flying out to West Texas - Bryan has to work next week, so he's driving out later to meet us for New Years. Hopefully we'll be able to haul the cradle back in the car. So, Merry Christmas, in case I don't write 'til the New Year.