Christmas in the City

With the coming of December
Comes a time we all remember
As the leaves turn golden brown
Lights go up and snow comes down

Jocelyn makes wassail and cookies
(Emeril and Ray are rookies)
Peter eats some Christmas tree
And always wants to pee on me

Yes, every day is fun and joyous
There's just one thing to annoy us
Christmas time means finals too
And I have tests (and not a few)

So every day brings sights for seeing
Every day finds Peter peeing
Jocelyn's got her cookies singe-ing
I'm at school, sad and cringing.

THE END

Christmas Tree

Stockings hung by the fire. This is our first house as a married couple that has a chimney for Santa.

This is Peter when he thinks we're funny.

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This is Peter when he thinks we're idiots.

-Robert

Teeth

We've got a lot of teeth problems around the Gibbons home. Robert's teeth are fine (for now), but mine and Peter's aren't feeling so good! I think I have a cavity... but I'm not sure whether it's a cavity or a bad canker sore (because I do have a canker sore back there, too). I've only had (don't beat me) two, maybe three cavities in my entire life... so I'm not all that familiar with what it feels like. My ear is starting to ache, too, so it may even just be allergies (because my back teeth ache sometimes when I have allergy stuff).

AND PETER... well, our superstar wants a big kid's mouth quick, apparently, because he is currently growing FOUR new teeth for a new total of EIGHT teeth. That's right, he almost has EIGHT teeth!!! Isn't that insane? The poor kid has been in some pain lately, but a bit of Infant Tylenol and a lot of distraction has helped him not be too grumpy (just somewhat). I'll have to get a picture of his teeth... if he lets me. He doesn't often let me see them (or touch them) so I'll just have to try.

I was thinking earlier, in a weird moment of musing, about how back in the day -- way back in the day, like during Queen Elizabeth I's time -- they didn't have orthodontists or anything like that. I am not an expert in any way, shape, or form on the Renaissance, but if this fantasy is how it really was, imagine with me meeting royalty -- the queen even -- and then looking into her mouth and seeing a set of very bad teeth (indeed!). Isn't that just a funny thought? The ruler of a powerful nation having crooked and even rotting teeth?

Okay, enough geekiness for now. I just thought I'd share. Have a good one! (-Jocelyn)

I'm Back from Being Blog Lazy...

My handsome boys (notice Peter is sitting up!).


Peter is crawling all over the place and getting into everything (basically trying to destroy everything in his path). Daaargh! I miss those good old "beached whale" days sometimes!


Isn't he SOOO cute? We went on an outing to the East National Gallery (we're on the metro in this shot) and had to bundle up. So cute, huh?

Two of Peter's favorite things: drinking his bottle ("ba ba") and reading with Dada.

Another outing.... this time we went to the West National Gallery of Art (where all the modern art is). We also went by the Ford Theater, where President Lincoln was shot, and we went into the room where he passed away. (BTW: Notice his huge gloves.... compliments of his Mama.)

We're cute, huh? :)

This is what happened after Robert fed Peter prunes.

Well, that's it for now. We're doing well. Our Thanksgiving was awesome; we spent the day at my cousin's house with aunts, uncles, and more cousins. And we had Robert home almost ALL of last week, so we miss him lots today! (-Jocelyn)