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So in the mean time, I've written several papers, edited several more, cried over my endless history homework, freaked out about my house being dirty, babysat, gone to the zoo and park, worked on my business (several more sales...good for me!), and tried to spend a few minutes of time with my family. School is out for winter break in 6 weeks. My school. I don't yet care about the public schools. I am looking forward to that but yet again, not. I have a growing list of things to get done. 1. I need to make a cloak for my brother. Its sort of a tradition I guess- since I've made cloaks for 2 of them already. I have the fabric but I have to find a pattern and make it. 2. I have to make some freezer meals. I made some before this semester started and they've been good to have. I realized that I don't like Shepherd's pie though. I think we've had that once in the last 2 months and I made 9. 3. I need to organize the storage room and Emmaline's closet. Ugh. 4. I really want to get my independent study class significantly worked on. (I realized I don't even need it to graduate and that made me mad. Not only is it a time inconvenience, it cost me 500$. And to find out I don't need it? Didn't make for a pleasant morning.) 5. We are going on vacation to visit Matt's family. So there is packing. And cleaning before we go- I hate coming home from vacation to a dirty house. And then of course, the week we are gone. So lots to do. I doubt I'll actually get a break. Just wait until I have more kids. Then I won't remember what break means! And then, its the first Christmas that Emmaline will be able to participate in so as mom, I feel like I need to start making some 'family traditions'. I keep thinking about caroling, the 12 days of Christmas and other little service things that we should do with her- teach her the 'reason for the season'. What am I supposed to do about our Christmas tree? I know Emmaline is going to love it. And play with it. And pull off all the little green plastic things that are supposed to be the needles. And she'll want to cart around the decorations. Someone suggested that we buy a small tree to put on a table... where's the fun in that? I want to put the tree up the Sunday after Thanksgiving but then I'll have the tree up for three plus weeks and have that daily battle keeping her from pulling the tree down on top of her. Whats the point of this post? I don't know. I guess I felt like I needed to update...well, since no one reads this yet...update the blog for updating's sake. I'm still working on the pictures. Our other laptop now works and Matt just needs to transfer pictures from the old computer onto this one. That'll be fun. We did play with bubbles for the first time this morning. Emmaline kept popping them but looked overwhelmed when there were a lot of bubbles and she'd run away. I'll have to see if I can post that picture here. Until next time I find a chance to write: I must remember, its not the quantity of experiences we have with our children, its the quality.