(Earlier this morning in our bedroom)

“Hey, can you throw this away for me?”

(deposits something into my hand)

(inspecting deposit)

“Um…Eww that’s a booger!”

“I am not a booger recepticle”

“Well, I didn’t need it anymore.”

“What, and you thought I did?”

This is short because we just got home from our family thing and it is 11:45pm at night and Owen is so tired that all he can do is just scream. That and you know, I’m tired too.

So I had the most disturbing dream last night that my teeth were made of cork. Every time I would eat something, more of them would wear away. It was awful. Not as bad as the dreams I had right after Owen was born where I dreamt (several times) that I had no teeth and was just so amazed when I woke up and still had teeth.

Anybody care to analyze?

The husband, myself and Owen decided to brave the crowds tonight and we went a few places to get a few things done. It wasn’t as bad crowd-wise as it could have been-we completely bypassed the mall and only stopped at Wal-Mart for light bulbs. Target was a bit hairy though-I think that it was the busiest post 7pm shopping I have ever seen.

Tomorrow we drive an hour north to visit with my husband’s family for a post-Thanksgiving dinner and we have a few errands to run in the morning before we go. I don’t think we’re going to be so lucky to not have to fight the crowds, which already has me feeling tense. I really do not like crowds and especially the post Thanksgiving pre-Christmas crowds. It makes me itchy just thinking about it.

On a brighter note, because there will be many willing hands wanting to hold Owen tomorrow, I should actually get much work done on the first of our three knitted Christmas stockings. It may be the only one to actually be finished before Christmas this year.