Saturday we went to Emily's Girl Scout Birdfeeder party at one of my favourite places, the botanical gardens. Here's what happened:

Emmy: "Hey Dad, why are there penguins at a birdfeeder party? Don't they eat fish?"
Me: "Well...yeah...hmm..."
Zach: "Gee Dad, the answers don't come very fast when you're dealing with penguins do they?"
Me: "Oh Zach, penguins love to eat little boys."
Zach: "I'll be good."

Me: "Hey Cari, um...we're not supposed to eat those."
Cari: "But Mike, this apple has peanut butter and birdseed all over it! It's so yummy!"
Me: "Lemme get a fork."

Zach: "Stop throwing leaves on me! My allergies! Where's my Singulair? My Allegra? My Astelin nasal spray?"
Me: "Gee man, how many allergy meds are you on?"
Good times.
Then we put up our tree yesterday.

Here are some of our prize-winning* ornaments:





Good times.
And finally, what pre-holiday period would be complete without Emmy's letter to Santa. Let's see what she asked for:

Will she get any of that? Well, we'll just have to wait and see I guess.
I'm not as bummed out right now as I was last week. Hopefully if I do enough looking and searching, something really great will present itself. I can always get the house cleaned up really nice. Might as well be useful in any capacity I can right?
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