Happy Year of the Dragon! Chinese New Year was on Monday, so we had a New Year's Eve get together on Sunday with our Jacquier friends and Levi. We played games, ate egg drop soup and fried rice (no dumplings because my wrappers were moldy), and jello shots for dessert. We set off two fire crackers in our garage because it was too cold and windy outside. We only set off two because our eardrums didn't appreciate the echoing accoustics, but it is a necessary part of the holiday. I love having two New Year holidays so close together. It's like a happy stutter:)
It's been quite a long time since I've written, so I'll just give highlights.
Resolutions update: I've now finished reading Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, Through the Looking Glass and A Midsummer Nights' Dream. Check 3 classic books off my list of 10 to read this year. Starting into The Three Musketeers. I've read through the J section in the Bible Dictionary, and will finish up in a couple weeks. Given that I can't go biking very often to get myself back into shape for my centurion, I started doing lunges this week. It's been a while since I've FELT my body like this, and it feels great! I honestly love feeling that muscle ache after a good workout. One of the librarians has asked if I'd be interested in helping out with some music for preschoolers sometime...I might just use that as a direction for my guitar learning resolution. I can learn to play all the songs we sang in China and refresh my memory on the hand signs we used. Nat, that may require some help from you.

\We took Katie's floppy newborn supports out of her carseat. A) She looks so grown up sitting by herself in her seat and holding her head up. B) She looks so little in it!
My parents and sister Lori came to visit us for MLK weekend.

Tommy had lots of youtube music time with Grandpa, and even got some dancing lessons.
He also had peek-a-boo playtime with Grandma.
Lots of shrieking and laughter:)
Ruth came over for a sleepover with Lori and Tommy wore Ruth's glasses for her.
It's always HILARIOUS when you wake up looking like this and your mom takes pictures of you so that everyone can laugh and remember this FOR-EV-ER.
He'll laugh with me some day.
Lori bogarted Katie the whole weekend, giving her up only for me to feed her. Grandma and Grandpa's only time to hold Katie was when Lori slept in late in the mornings.
They even had sleepovers. Lori would bring Katie to me when she woke up to eat and I was supposed to bring her back when she finished.
We enjoyed our weekend with them. I forget when this was, but Tommy was on the piano bench playing the piano with me one day. I went to tend to Katie for a moment and when I turned around I was horrified to see that he had climbed up on the keyboard.
My boys playing with their girl.
Katie getting tickles from Dada.

A few weeks ago a friend shared this story with me. IF YOU GIVE A MOM A MUFFIN- "If you give a mom a muffin, she'll want a cup of cocoa to go with it. She'll pour herself some. Her three-year-old will spill the cocoa. She'll wipe it up. Wiping the floor, she will find dirty socks. She'll remember she has to do laundry. When she puts the laundry in the washer, she'll trip over boots and bump into the freezer.... Bumping into the freezer will remind her... she has to plan supper. She will get out a pound of hamburger. She'll look for her cookbook. (101 Things To Make With A Pound Of Hamburger.) The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail. She will see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow. She will look for her checkbook. The checkbook is in her purse that is being dumped out by her two-year-old. She'll smell something funny. She'll change the two-year-old. While she is changing the two-year-old the phone will ring. Her five-year-old will answer and hang up. She'll remember that she wants to phone a friend to come for cocoa. Thinking of cocoa will remind her that she was going to have a cup. She will pour herself some. And chances are, if she has a cup of cocoa, her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it." by Kathy Fictorie
I laughed, because that's exactly how I feel sometimes. Yesterday I baked banana muffins. Tommy was thrilled to wake up from a nap and see "yummy," "hot," edibles. He had a blast stuffing his mouth with Tommy-sized mini muffins, but also enjoyed sharing bites of my normal sized muffins. This is the face of a boy who has just stolen the last two bites of his mother's muffin directly from her hand and crammed it into this mouth, even though he's holding his very own muffin in his own dimpled hand. He made up for it by letting me drink out of sippy cup.
And in the afternoon after our walk, he threw rocks on the driveway of the vacant house next door while we waited for Dada to come home.
Oh, what a funny, expressive child I have!
I love this one.
And if that wasn't adventurous enough, then he had to climb on top of the toilet tank to play with the towel bar while Dada showered and Momma got ready to go to her Wednesday night youth activity.
I love this creature.