Thanking...

people I am related to by birth and people I am related to by choice
a Doodle Man
yeast rolls that worked the FIRST TIME
turkey brine
construction vehicles and the smiles they bring
Apples to Apples
American Airlines and La Quinta
the World Wide Web
digital cameras
the NFL and NCAA College Football
all grocery stores
Sam's
wine, beer, Diet Coke
the BFFAA and BFF
the Kilpatrick Turnpike and I-35
cell phones
Zio's and that nice waitress
the Bedlam matchup*
DVR
Play-Doh
and gas money from #1

...for a wonderful ThanXmas!

I love you all!

~Erin

*subject to change

Go Diego Go!

Last night Theo and I went to see a show. It was the Go Diego Go! Live! event at the Civic Center. Let me tell you people, Nick Jr. may seem all friendly and fun, but these people are EVIL.

First of all, families of 6. Now, as a member of a family of 6, I'm not knocking it. But these parents paid an arm and a leg in tickets so their offspring--all under the age of 6--can see this show. Holy bejeez.

THEN, you can't get to where your seats are without entering a tunnel-o-merchandise. I am blessed to have an incredibly well behaved nephew who did ASK POLITELY for a toy and absolutely NO fits were thrown. However, that was not the case with the kids around us who needed a Diego Vest ($25), t-shirt ($12), Rescue Pack ($15), Baby Jaguar Doll ($12) and Light toy ($15). WHAT???

Theo spent the entire night mesmerized by a) all the kids doing all of their different stuff, b) Diego flying in on a hang-glider, c) all of the animals on their way to Carnivale, and c) the Light Toy Aunt Erin caved and purchased because he wasn't getting out of their without a toy if every other ridiculous parent was going to buy 7.

Clearly, I am incredibly mature.

Some Pics for you:

Theo and his Baby Jaguar Mask.

We were on a mission to find Baby Jaguar's growl so he could start the Animal Carnivale, but those darn Bobo brothers stole it in a magic jar!

Now here's our favorite Doodle Man with the amazing Light Toy.

Aunt Erin and Theo with all of our swag before the show started. The last time he was able to not frown VERY INTENTLY in concentration before we got to the car. Following those darn Bobo brothers' plot was a lot to ask!

The Fat Lady Has Sung

...and it was totally The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia.

And that's not a fat joke.

The Babes are back from Maryland; all happy and poor! We laughed, we drank, we ate more seafood than was really ladylike, and we left no retail stone unturned. We might have even broken Steve on Saturday in our quest for shoes and home decor. It got ugly.

I believe that the only pictures taken were on Abby's camera (we were too busy to take a picture at the Nine West Outlet) so you must all hound her for pictorial evidence of fun. She also has a list of quotes I feel certain she wants to introduce to the world herself.

I will ask this all important question:
We all know that we can't let Satan blow out this little Light of mine, right?

Just checking.