What a nice weekend. We woke the boys up on Saturday morning and took them to the church Christmas breakfast at my parent's ward/church congregation. We tried putting them on Santa's lap, and it's not that they were scared of Santa, or upset about being on his lap, it's just that there were more interesting things going on, and the elves had candy canes, so the sitting didn't last long.

We ran some Christmas errands while the boys napped in the car. (Not alone in the car. We took turns staying in with them.)

This morning I woke up to the sound of the boys squealing. (Is there a better thing in all the world to wake up to?) Jed was showing them how to use a slinky. They loved it.

We missed stake conference today. We walked in to the last session with two fidgety kids, only to discover that it was the "Adult's Only" session.

In other news, for those of you who saw/will see the Dr. Phil show, you know the "birth father" sitting next to Larry? Does this guy look familiar? Yes friends, that's right. And bomb threats are only the tip of the ice berg. Larry is sending my number to the adoptive parents. I hope they call. I had one friend in a contested adoption at the same time as I was, and it was so nice, but I think if I had had Lindsey and C it would have helped a lot.