Suffice it to say, we're hanging in there. My good days are nearly equal in number to my bad days now, so that's a positive thing, but the bad days are still really bad.
No news about my job turning full time, which is very worrisome.
All ready for X-mas, I managed to decorate as usual, maybe even a little more than usual this year and I probably went a bit overboard on gifts for the kids, but they deserve it, Christmas morning will be a happy and welcome distraction.
Not the greatest pic, but the smile on Ethan's face is priceless! Look at that huge dimple! He was soooooooooooooooooo excited to see St. Nick, who arrived on the back of a huge fire truck! I thought he might pee his pants (E, not Santa)! This is the first year he really "gets it", understanding who Santa is and what happens Xmas morning, and the first year he wasn't scared completely shitless of the huge man with the crazy white beard, dressed all in red bellowing "HO! HO! HO! Come sit on my lap little boy!"