A few months ago, just when it was starting to get cold, we turned the fireplace on for the first time. After a several minutes had passed, there was a terrible smell, not really a gas smell, but a smell that was enough to make you think you probably shouldn't have it on. So I gave up on the idea of having a working fireplace and that was that. Then, as I was completing the last few items on my "house to home" project (getting rid of all the bright ugly gold hardware on the main level) I solved the mysterious burning smell. To paint the fire place, I had to take the top part of it off, and you'll never guess what I found... The top to my orange juice carafe, which had been missing for several months. I vaguely remember Aidan playing with it, but never in a million years thought he would manage to shove it into the top of the fireplace (which also brings back to mind the time I found one of his *missing* shoes in a freezer compartment). So I'm just thrilled to be able to use the fireplace but also sad about my carafe top.
Thanks to everyone for making it absolutely wonderful!! I love my bracelet, the treadmill, the personalized stickie notes, the santa and penguin sleigh, the lunch and dinner celebrations and of course, my zebra print snuggie.
It's haircut time again (his hair seems to grow sooooo fast!) and this time we're going to go much shorter than we have been. These pictures were taken right after bath time; all curly, handsome and a little bit wild...