Fox Theater | Minivans Are Hot

Lucy and I become better acquainted with one another every day. She’s got all kinds of bells and whistles that I’m busy exploring and wondering when and if I’ll ever use them. Like the rock awesome High Definition camera and microphone that records and takes pictures. Or the HDMI slot that apparently does something super cool because my husband keeps telling me it’s super cool. Or the software that will build websites, make business cards, brochures, and so. much. more.

She stops just short of making me a cup of coffee and walking the dog.

Which, ya know, is understandable. I mean, she’s not a Mac.

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So it’s the Christmas season and all…ahem – Last night Lee and I with my parents went to see White Christmas at the Fox theater. It was great. Initially, my heart sank slightly at the tweaked story line and the extreme liberty taken with some of the music – I don’t like change much. But by the end when they all came out it their red and white outfits and sang White Christmas whilst blowing fake snow throughout the theater, I was all warm and fuzzy inside. There’s something powerful about several thousand people standing up and singing nostalgic Christmas songs together.

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A couple of days ago, we packed up our pajama clad babes and drove to a local park that was all decked out for Christmas. After we ooed and aahed at the beautiful lights, we headed to Starbucks for hot chocolate.

Have any of you ever taken a 6 year old, 3 year old and 2 year old out for hot chocolate? It’s, um, interesting. Upon receiving their kiddie sized cups of hot cocoa, they promptly began complaining about it being too hot, wanting a stir stick, wanting chocolate milk instead… Fun. You should try it. You can borrow my kids for the full effect if you want.

And, of course, there was the obligatory spill, which prompted tears and the need to share because we weren’t about to buy another cup, not that it mattered because Landon refused to drink his.

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And speaking of Landon and his refusal to consume, we found out at the doctor on Monday that he hasn’t gained a single ounce in the last six months, which dropped him 20 percentage points on the growth chart. The doctor asked us to proactively try to get him to gain weight and wants to see him in 4 months for a weight check. She wants him to have gained 3/4 of a pound by then.

Right. We’ll get right on that. You know – once he quits throwing up and decides to start eating again. Yep – the flu is creeping it’s way through the house. He spewed yesterday – an act that perplexed him greatly and caused him a great deal of confusion. The plus side is he slept 13 and a half hours last night. The minus is he still refuses to eat, though he did drink about half a cup of Emergen-C this morning.

We’re well on our way to losing 3/4 of a pound, I’d say.

Sheesh.

A few pictures.