No Place Like Home...

...For the Holidays! (In Fernandina)

This Christmas, Foster's second, was wonderful.  MJ and PJ came down the Friday before the big day to help me while I was caroling at the Cloister on Sea Island.  It was a paid gig and such fun!  They certainly helped make it possible for the money I made to actually be used for family Christmas presents as opposed to simply a Christmas present for my babysitter!

Holiday Happenings

This is such a fabulous time of year for events.  I love to host, as most know, and this year was no different.  I hosted 11 moms and 14 toddlers at my house on December 20th and although chaotic...such fun.  Sara Collins helped co-host and I was so thankful she offered.  We had quite a spread with Peach Sangria, Chicken Salad Croissants,  and Nutcracker Pull-Apart Cupcakes!

The kids participated in a Secret Santa, which was hilarious.

Ladies' Night Out!

December 15th several of my girlfriends and I called up our babysitters (some husbands!) and headed out for a night of Chocolate and Martinis at Peterbrooke Chocolatier in Fernandina Beach.  In one word...perfection!

Tubby Time with Dad!

Daniel did Foster's nightly routine one last time before he had to leave.  It was so sweet seeing the two of them together playing in the water!  Foster was as happy as any little boy could be.  He loves his dad!  I heard Daniel

Picking out the Tree!

This year, unlike any year before we selected our tree before Thanksgiving!  The mortal sin!  But, with Daniel leaving just after the holiday, we had a lot of Christmas type things to cram in before he left.  We went up the street to the lot we got our gorgeous tree from last year.  We chose a 10 foot Fraser Fur...

All I Want for Christmas...

Is not to have to sit on Santa's lap, on Santa's lap, on Santa's lap.  All I want for Christmas is a break from Santa's lap...I don't why my parents make me do this!

We got lucky with the haircut being such a success, because the very next day we went to see Santa and what a mess that was!  Last year, Foster was all smiles

Foster's First Haircut

After many questions directed toward our clearly boyishly dressed son that mirrored "Oh, she is beautiful.  What is her name?" we finally bit the bullet and took Foster to get his first haircut (16 months).  We were fully prepared for lots of crying, fidgeting, and an alll out refusal to allow scissors near his head.  However, amazingly he was the mold of a perfect child.  Daniel sat in the chair