clean

I'm starting to get antsy about cleaning up the Christmas stuff. I'm going to wait till Sunday, but I want to do it NOW.

Twice I've looked over and Paxton is laying on the floor, stretching as far as he can to get candy out from under the couch. First was a runt, second was a piece of chocolate 'coal'. I'm a bad mother and let him have both of them, I figure he worked for them. He's very impressed with himself. I can't wait to pull all the couches out and vacuum and mop under them. Who knows how much stocking candy rolled under there..

I have $100 from Tim's mom and dad, for Christmas, and I can't decide if I'm going to go buy a vanity and shelf for my bathroom, as well as shower hooks and a shower curtain liner, or if I'm going to add it to the gift card Tim got me for Lane Bryant and buy myself some more clothes for the new year. Both would make me happy. Clothes would make my life easier, for work, the bathroom stuff would make me happy because I want a pretty, finished bathroom.


I am wowing my son with my ability to hold things between my upper lip and my nose, at the moment.