I ran to Walgreen's the day after Christmas for some cream cheese, and these cute little Norfolk Pines were on clearance.
I couldn't help myself.
I got one for myself and one for my mom.
I walked into the girls' room one day to discover this.
Clearly she's not even a little bit spoiled.
I'm ready for the Christmas decorations to be put away, but I may leave the white lights, garlands and greens up for awhile.
They're my favorite part.
I never did a post on the other decorations around the house, so I'll throw in some photos here.
Our room.
Our bathroom.
The hallway.
The main bathroom.
The Kid's room.
Daisy's bed.
The girls' room, which is also my temporary plant holding area.
The poor cone head.
She cracked it all the way up the middle, right below her mouth, and I was afraid she'd cut herself on the sharp plastic, so we took it off a few days early.
I think I'm even happier about it than she is.
Have you had, Not Your Father's Root Beer?
Um, delicious.
Mix it with some RumChata and you've got yourself a grown up root beer float.
Yes please.
Sweet kitty.
Loaded potato soup in sourdough bread bowls.
Mmmmmm, so good.
And last, but definitely not least, we have this.
In my last Life Snippets post, I said this:
"This kid.
I feel like her hair is a clear representation of her personality."
Ladies and gentlemen, we have a cutter.
The Girl did it when she was her age, but she just gave herself bangs.
Baby already had bangs.
So she proceeded to cut all the hair off one side of her head, and a giant chunk from the back.
Soooooo, I'm not sure what we'll do to fix it.
She's probably gonna have to get a pixie cut.
The other chunk in the back is really short.
Clearly she's heartbroken over the whole thing.
WHY?!?!
So much for princess hair.
I told her now she's gonna have a prince haircut.
She's over it.
These two just shake their heads and go back to finger painting.
Yes, the best pet is one who "poops out hearts just for you."
Happy New Year from the Northrop clan!
