Happy New Year

It's 2010. Twenty ten. A new year and I'm excited. You guys are getting so big, you're learning so fast I can hardly keep up. Our new year's celebrations were as exciting as ever- your grandparents came down for the evening and Kerry came over for dinner. There was forgotten champagne in the fridge and we were all in bed by ten.

Yes, we party that hard.

Actually, I have three New Year's Resolution this year. The first one is to sleep more. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I don't get a lot of good quality sleep. And there is a big difference between softly waking up in the morning, slowly opening my eyes, stretching and deciding to get up out of bed and being yelled at by a miniature falsetto drill Sergeant who is screaming, "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" BIG difference.

The other two resolutions are to eat better and to feel stronger. The eating better is pretty self explanatory, but to do it I think we need to plan meals and snacks so that I don't get tempted to just hop on over to the local fast food place more than we have to. The feeling stronger part will require me to go to the gym, work out more, maybe lift some weights and work on a few parts of my brain and my life that also need exercising. Kinda cryptic, I know, but I'm working on it. Promise- I'll tell you about it later.

When I told your dad about my resolutions he was encouraging, as usual. Unfortunately, he also wanted me to put "Stop swearing" on my list. I told him that if he would take all three of you girls with NO help for 48 hours and not utter one cuss word, I would try.

He has withdrawn his suggestion.