this little monster is sick & we don't have a christmas tree.

we don't know what said sickness is, but it's causing a fever & a rash & for my little monster to be extra snuggly.  that last part?  i don't mind at all.  i kinda wonder if maybe it's just teething?  he's cutting his canines right now & they look awfully painful.  but whatever it is, it's actually not slowing him down one bit.  so if it wasn't for the random rash on his tummy & the occasional hot headed fever, you'd never know something was wrong.

is it wrong to enjoy a sick day?  last friday we literally spent the whole day in bed.  we watched movies & parker felt it was necessary to wedge his little head right in the crook of my neck, smack dab between my head & shoulders.  i didn't mind at all.  but i did feel kinda guilty for enjoying the extra snuggles.  ah well, his loss my gain.

so does everyone but me have their christmas tree by now?  sam decided this weekend wasn't time yet.  and by not time yet, i think he means it's not time to get out in the freezing cold, drudge around until i decide we've found the "perfect" one, drag it back to his old mazda protege, throw it on the roof & strap it down with a million jerry-rigged knots, prune it to perfection once home, drag it in the house, set up it nice & straight, vacuum the millions of pine needles up & then string the lights.  because all those parts?  kinda fall under his responsibility.  i can't imagine why he's not excited about it!

don't worry, we'll get one this week.  and for every day that goes by without a christmas tree, it just means we get to leave it up that much longer after christmas, right??  i thought so.

until then, enjoy some crazy p-ray expressions.

what is it about a kid in christmas jammies, am i right??  freaking love that kid.