Christmas was lovely. The boys were thrilled with their gifts and we had a very laid back, relaxing day. My sister is still sick with bronchitis, but did come over for a bit in the afternoon and stayed for dinner.
My mom told me yet again today how we should just sell our house and move back to Wisconsin where "we belong". I wish she understood how I believe we "belong" here -- and how the chances of us moving back to the midwest are pretty slim. I won't say never; because you just don't know what life may bring. But, as it stands now, I have no intention of leaving Arizona.
B is sick with a cold. He's rarely sick, and I hope that this cold doesn't last long. Purely selfish on my part because I don't want the boys or myself to catch it and I don't want him to lose time from work. I'm lucky that he doesn't turn into a baby when he's sick. I hear from various women that their husbands tend to become completely helpless when they're sick. I have to say that it would annoy me to no end if he was like that!