New York: It's a heckuva town

It's a town where dolls get their hair done.
And don't my ladies look lovely?
We took the kids to New York city this week. It was their first time ever in the Big Apple. We did all the usual Christmas-time stuff. The boys went to FAO Schwartz to see the amazing stuff there, while the girls ooh'ed and aah'ed at American Girl Place. Then we went ice skating at Rockefeller Center. After a walk through St. Patrick's Cathedral and a delicious lunch in the theater district, we took a cab down to Macy's to see the windows, which were spectacular. Then we caught the train home and C. fell asleep in the car as we drove home from the station. New York wore her out!

I give you ... the Potholder Loop Rug

The kids talk a good game, but, in the end, I was the one finishing up this project. I had to. I ruined the rug I previously had in the powder room when vacuuming. Hey--how was I supposed to know it would fuzz up like that? I possibly could have saved it with extensive shaving, clipping or something like that, but it was easier to do the last few inches on this thing.

We all think it looks great. It is VERY soft and squishy. A testimonial: the other day, after I had not seen the cat for hours, I searched the house for him. I finally found him sacked out on this rug in our tiny powder room. The cat never goes in that room. So there.

Sad Clown & Happy Poodle

Here are our sad clown and happy poodle. A. was so unexcited about getting his face painted. Guess that's a sign he's growing older, hunh?

The Moorestown Christmas Parade was this past weekend. The theme was "The Circus;" all the groups participating had to do something in line with the theme. C.s Brownie troop were a troop of trained pink and white poodles. They jumped through hoops and sang all the way down Main Street. The Webelos Cub Scouts were clowns. Our sad clown claimed he would rather have been a pink poodle, but we think probably not.