I could tell you about how the Thanksgiving leftovers are in my fridge and I don't even want to eat them anymore. I just want them to go away.
I could tell you about the runny nose Miles had had for the past six weeks with no signs of abating.
I could tell you about all the housework and laundry I've been doing.
I could tell you about the relentless telling of knock-knock jokes going on in my house, by both of my children, that all have the same punchline (a chomping noise.)
I could tell you how we decided to bump our thermostat back to 67 degrees.
I could tell you how I left the door open on my van the other day for four hours. In the rain. And I didn't remember it was open; my neighbor came over and advised me to shut it because of the rain.
I could tell you how I've finished most of my Christmas shopping.
I could tell you how Miles is wearing Oscar's hand-me-downs from last year (LAST YEAR!) and sometimes when I see my littlest boy round a corner his older brother's grey corduroys and dinosaur hoodie the sense of deja vu is so strong I have to take a minute to compose myself.
I could tell you how Oscar wrote his own name in school two weeks ago, complete with backwards letter "s" and I teared up right there in front of his teacher, when he proudly showed me his work in the nursery school playground.
I could tell you how Miles will be two in just two short weeks and how I've never felt less prepared for one of my children to grow a year older.
I could tell you about this dinner party I'm going to with my girlfriends tomorrow night.
I could tell you how a friend of our sat for the boys a few weeks ago and how much they loved her and how Oscar keeps asking when she's coming back.
I could tell you how Nelson is traveling right now, and how he has two trips in December.
I could tell you how our holiday plans are in place.
I could tell you how I still have not ordered our holiday cards.
I could tell you how annoyed I am that I still have not gotten proofs from the dorky sweater photo shoot.
I could tell you how much Miles loves pumpkin pie.
I could tell you I'm planning on revamping my blog.
I could tell you I'm planning on revamping my blog.
I could tell you about any or all of these things in more detail, but meh. It's all just normal doings here. Comings. Goings. Boring. Mundane. Fantastic.