Oh heyyyyyy. There’s a babysitter up in this house. Which means I’m not in my pajamas. I’m going work-casual. Which is good because I totally feel like I’m at the office. Our bedroom is the size of a small upper east side apartment so a few months ago we converted the office into a guest room and moved my desk into our bedroom. My desk is beside a window and I can see cars going by. I can also see my recycling bin, which fell over an hour ago in the crazy wind that is happening here today and sent me outside to chase Plum flyers all over the neighborhood. Turns out my work casual outfit is not in the least bit warm or windproof.

Today my goal is to get Christmas cards out. How did December get here so fast? We’re busy figuring out how to make the holidays special for three boys under five when really we just want to take a nap. Or drink martinis and watch a movie. And then take a nap. Finn sent a very specific drawing to Santa (below) of the purple robot with five blue legs and a red eye that he wants Santa’s elves to get cracking on (tip: I’m the elves). I bought blue and purple fluffy material to make it and I’ve made one leg. It might be an arm. Progress! I’m lamenting not being able to buy these Fiorentini + Baker boots for Santa to give me this year. I have a champagne taste with a middle shelf vodka budget.

Finn and I are going to see the Nutcracker in Boston on Christmas Eve. I grew up listening to my mum’s Nutcracker records. She used to take us to the theater to see shows of one kind or another and those nights, sitting in the dark pretending to be enjoying the play as much as the Darrel Lea Odds and Ends that I was eating straight from the bag, are some of my most cherished memories. I wish my mum was here in Boston to see this with us.

Yesterday was pajama day at school. Since Finn and Bennett basically live in their PJs at home, they were in heaven. This pic was the best I could get of all three of them this morning. The cushion in this photo is a personalized song lyric cushion from Finch and Cotter. (I also featured it in my small shop gift guide on the Gazette.) I chose Home by Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros because that song just puts a pep in my step. (Also a little lump in my throat because I’ve been generally just a wee bit hormonal for the past five years.) I’ve christened it Robbie’s & My Song for 2016. It’s six years old but it talks to me this year more than ever. Finn sings it with me. He always starts it – Alabama, Akansas, I do love my ma and pa. And I get sucked in every time. Sometimes we’ll put it on youtube and have a spontaneous dance party (which, let’s be real – is the best kind of dance party).

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