For those of you that don't know, I am very generally very sentimental on New Years and love to be a Sappy McEmoPants and reflect deeply upon my year at it's close. Until this point I had considered anyone that didn't stay up to watch the ball drop and throw confetti a total SCROOGE. But alas, this is apparently the year that I became an old curmudgeon. It's kind of disconcerting.
I'm with Jen this year - "just trying to survive today" - but I mean that in the best way possible. Maybe a better way of putting it is "trying to enjoy today in survival mode". In any case, I'm not going to bother with any lofty ambitions this year. I'm an old curmudgeon now! I'm becoming a bit more practical:
*Update: If you haven't heard, pray for Jen!
1. Tame the curly mops.
Neither one of these poor girls has ever had a haircut. I'm lucky if I get a brush through their hair twice a week. It's out of control. It needs to stop. I have no idea what to do with it but I need to figure it out. No more slapping a headband on as a band aid as we walk out the door.
2. Lock up the art supplies.
If a picture is worth a thousand words, I could write a novel about this one.
3. Potty training.
Let's not do 2 in diapers for another year. Please?
And last but not least, "blog makeover" makes the list as an honorary mention.
Happy New Year, everyone!! Best of luck with your resolutions, be they lofty or not!!