The decision between best & bester.

Tonight: All is calm, all is snowy-bright.

I get even more nocturnal than usual in December. I putter around the house after the kids are in bed and just soak up the quietness. It's so peaceful to be in a quiet, clean house. And this is the kind of night I love in the wintertime...snow outside, quiet inside. I love looking out the window late on a winter's night, when everyone in the world but me is asleep, and seeing snowfall.

Typical me. Flipflops outside in December.

So. I had planned to go wait in line--OUTSIDE--tonight to try and get standby tickets for the Mormon Tabernacle Choir Christmas Concert. I was dying to go because David McCullough is a guest this year; what a treat that would be. But I opted to stay home and relax with my family. I just felt like I should be home with the kids. A choice of good/better/best. And bester.

This was my drive down the hill this morning on my way to Annette's. After getting my hair done by Annette for 12 years, it feels like Truvy's Hair Salon.

The toffee bribery got me a great color, but I'm not sure about the cut--mainly because I don't know what I want to do with my mop. I'm bored with my hair, but want to keep it long. So I didn't feel too different or too extra-fabulous after getting it cut. But at least I no longer have 3-inch black roots.

Sis & Mimi went sledding most of the day, then watched a movie at their friends' house (thanks,Christine!), then we went to the library, then a quick stop at walmart for cheater-frozen-skillet dinner, then home & watched "Miracle on 34th Street."


Max built an igloo on the back patio, cozied up in his room for a while, watched Jack for me for a long time while I took a long nap, helped Mike put Christmas lights on the entry (FINALLY), went to home depot with Mike, then watched "Miracle on the 34th Street" with us.

At one point during Igloo Construction, I looked out the window and saw this. Gave me a heart attack. He was just hollowing out his mound, but still. Boys.

Baby scruffled all morning, napped, scruffled all afternoon, stood at the back door watching Max build an igloo & laughing while Max threw snowballs at the window right at his face, went to the library, then watched 1/4 of "Miracle on 34th Street." He wouldn't settle down for bed until 8:30pm because he was so hyped up from being allowed to be part of movie night. His favorite part of movie night is running at the dvd player to push the power button, causing us to all jump off the couch and run after him before he turns the movie off. He thinks it's a big chase game. Not so relaxing.

And now it is 2:31am. Ugh. Church is at 9am tomorrow. I'm an idiot.