Paul, just because you happen to prop the bottle up in her hand, doesn’t mean she’s “holding” the bottle by herself. 

Last night, the weather outside was frightful.  It was super duper cold & windy & rainy.  The kind where the freezing rain comes at you sideways.  When I picked up Cameron from work, he was soaked all the way through his coat, shirt & pants…. and his hands were like ice.  I know that because he put them on my face and thought that was soooo funny. 

Today is Friday, which means we’re in the home stretch for Christmas.  I was going to buy some more stocking stuffers, but Cameron just informed me last night that if we’re not really doing anything, then he’s going to go to his dad’s house, so why do I bother?  Most days, Paul & I feel like we just run a hotel for him.  Cameron also said that he’ll probably be going to Anne’s house for New Years Eve.