Ryan and I went to New Orleans this past weekend for a conference that I was attending. I didn't really want to go to anew Orleans all by myself, because that just seems sad. Ryan has been there, and has always wanted to take me, so he joined me. I was probably not as productive at the conference as a result, but it was the first time we had been away for more than a night without the kids. So my parents were saints and played nanny. Gavin was really excited for that. When I told him that I was going to miss him, he told me "You can just call me, Mommy. That way you won't miss me any more."
I was very good and the only thing I brought home for the kids was free Mardi Gras beads. They were obtained in a strictly G-rated manner. The day after I got home, they were running around with nothing but Gavin wearing his cowboy boots and Ani wearing Gavin's sneakers and their Mardi Gras beads. I got a picture of them facing each other and howling. But I'm not going to post that one on the Internet. Here is a picture of Annah looking civilized instead.
We also took the kids ice skating the other weekend. Gavin is signed up for both hockey and downhill ski lessons this winter (oi), so we decided to get a little practice. Here is the only photo where Ani is not screaming:
We also met Santa. Well, I had to work this weekend, so it was really just the kids and Ryan. And Ani was terrified of Santa, so only Gavin got to have some one-to-one time with the Big Man. He was pretty cool about it. Mostly because he has already sent his letter, which required an addendum, since he forgot to mention the stuffed shark he wanted, in addition to the ship that floats and two rocket ships. Side note: Mattel, Lego, or Fisher-Price, there is a paucity of rocket ship toys on the market. Please fill. I am not sure what Santa is doing to Gavin's face here. Ani may have been smart to be scared.
I think the kids are essentially ready for Christmas. Annah has even demonstrated how good she can be by washing Gracie with all the water in the dog dish and clearing out some of the mason jars on the shelf. We can't go barefoot in the pantry for a while. Gavin has been reminding Annah of the risks of such behavior: "Annah, you know Santa is watching you. You KNOW that, right?" What Gavin does not know is that Santa is a total pushover, and that Naughty List thing is just a big farce.
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