Mirror, Mirror...

It's been a busy weekend! Grammie and Paw-Paw Flesner came to visit, so we spent the weekend getting in the Christmas spirit. Well, maybe I should rephrase that a bit - we spent the weekend fighting for a parking spot at the mall, standing in line at registers and rooting around picked-over racks. How sad that these days, the "Christmas spirit" is partially driven by the rat-race of shopping for gifts for family and friends.

We went to a quaint little restaurant near our house for dinner last night. I was the only one at the table who didn't order an alcoholic drink, although after downing 6 or 7 Diet Cokes over the course of dinner and dessert, I suppose my caffeine rush was the equivalent of the buzz everyone else got from the wine. Oddly enough, I was perfectly fine sucking my drink of choice through a straw. Children don't care if you're hung-over; they need you regardless!

...on the wall. Who's the fairest of them all?