This is one of those books in our house that isn't so much read as it is inhaled.  We read it every few days--they boys have it memorized and the illustrations are so simple, but so engaging that often times the boys will make up their own stories. 


 
 

Heaven's to Mergatroid!  Yesterday I had over 60 hits on this site!  Hey, thanks!  Considering I've only been hanging around this particular corner of the internet for a month that ain't bad.  And I have you, dear reader to thank for that.  I really do appreciate it.  And in the coming months, once I've gotten over my technological nervousness, thing'll start really moving.

And considering that I have two small children, I think I'm doing pretty good.  Especially since I have more hobbies than I know what to do with.  But I sure do love to knit. 

 
 

If you live in Central Texas and haven't gone to the Zilker Park Trail of Lights you probably just haven't heard of it.  I hope.  The Man and I strolled through the lights in December 1999, a month after we began dating.  It's absolutely beautiful and makes it so easy to forget the responsibilities that exist once you leave the park.  Sometimes it's fun to pretend you don't have to do anything but lay in the middle of the 40 foot strings of lights shaped like a Christmas tree.  That kind of thing is necessary.  It keeps you from freaking out at Toys R Us, or trampling a Wal-Mart employee.