Dear Santa

While there are lots of extravagant things I would like to put on my wish list...I suppose this will do just fine. 2 short weeks & this baby is ours.


Besides, designer denim ain't going to do much for this pregnant tush...and no, I am not buying or asking for designer denim in the maternity section. I'll pass.
This might sound a bit adult, grown up & mommish of me, but this kitchen really does it for me. Did you notice the double oven portion. That is a little slice of heaven (to be used twice a year!). And heaven knows I love me an undermount sink.
Zack was all giggles sitting in his new room...he's one funny kid. Although dearest Santa, would it be too much to ask for some paint on these walls? I can wait until January if you are a little booked up right now. Please. I am asking very nicely. I'll even help.
Man oh man did we time our visit just right. Zack could hardly believe his good fortune. A real life TRACTOR! He was glued to this window in the kitchen watching every move & describing it over & over..."tractor. cool. tractor. cool." He was quite enthralled. And I have to give props to the guy operating it. He played right into this little boy. Honking & waving at him -- don't you love when other people indulge your kids? Boy howdy he was excited...and quite upset when it was time to go -- 45 minutes later.
Oh and in between the tractor action we took in some of this. I was really tempted to mark a Z into that wet concrete. But I pretended like I was an adult & walked away.