In the Cellar

I went down the cellar to do laundry and heard a distinct animal sound but couldn't locate the source. I sent the kids down to figure out what was going on, hoping it was a toy.
As they walked down the stairs I hear:

Sam: "If it's a cat, I call dibs!"
Vivian: "That's not fair! Fine. I get it if it's a squirrel, or a dog."
Sam: "I don't want a squirrel anyway. And Viv, it's totally not a dog."

When I went to check they were well prepared.

Forty-five minutes later they came up holding a small stuffed cat that Vivian had rescued from the rain earlier today. I had told her to put in downstairs to do through the wash. It had never made a noise before, but since it was rain soaked, apparently it set the batteries off.

Disco Party

When they get disco/band gifts, they use them.

Vivian's Room

This room may be the end of me. Constant stages of progression and transformation with most of the room being stored in her closet or siblings rooms, or sometimes the hall.

Today:

Sleeping

Lanie Christmas Dance

 

Lanie's very, very short Christmas dance today.

Sam's Buffalo Bills Shrines

Sam decked out his room to cheer on his favorite football team. They made the playoffs but just lost to the Patriots. (Sam and Chris went to the game despite below freezing temperatures).