More teeth... among other things.

A second molar has made an appearance. Poor Jack.

Dory sang us a song about the wise men visiting baby Jesus tonight when my Mom and George were here. It was spontaneous and completely made up... and simply wonderful! I really wish I had it on 'tape', but I don't. I don't even remember how it went.

Mom hired me to bake my own cake this year. She baby sat last night so John and I could go out to eat at Pewter Rose to celebrate and didn't have time, so she hired me as a GF baker to bake a cake today. We had GF Carrot Cake from a doctored Pamela's Vanilla Cake Mix. The consensus was a resounding YUM. I have also decided I don't want to be a baker.

I apologize for bring so bad at blogging lately, I'm not sure why I slumped off. I have forgotten all sorts of wonderful things already. I still have not posted stuff from Christmas. *sigh* I don't know why. I have finished my first serious non-scarf knitting project, a purse that I felted. It's beautiful, I'm super excited... but haven't blogged it. *eyeroll* I don't understand.

So, yeah, Jack has another tooth. Wee-yea.