Aunt Cynthia!

Over New Years we had the pleasure of enjoying Ben's Aunt's company. Ben's mom lives in our basement and the best part about it is that we get to enjoy her visitors. Cynthia came all the way from Vermont to get "Enough Church to last the rest of the year."

Well, the girls took to her like fish to water. They couldn't get enough. They would sneak downstairs every morning and beg her to read to them or tell them a story. Even Marian, who doesn't take to new faces, LOVED her.






And who wouldn't love someone who takes them out at night to a fancy Mexican Restaurant and tells them how well behaved they are. (Brave woman)














My favorite part of having Cynthia here was seeing her interact with her litter sister Marcia. She called her Marsh and told stories about when they were growing up and how Marsh was the baby of the family and always got nice things. That sibling revelry never gets old. They were like little girls having a week and a half long slumber party. So cute!














Ben said one of his favorite parts was, seeing his aunt reminded him of his Grandma Guild who passed away before we were married. It was a great way to start our great new year!

Happy 20011!

This year has to be better than 2010. As my friend Anita Armstrong quoted from a bar marquee, "see ya 2010, you sucked!" It will be better; I can feel it already. Even as I cooked homemade mac and cheese, things felt better. The farther I get from sleepless nights with
my doll baby Marian (she sleeps all night maybe 3 times a week) the more I realize I must have had post-partum depression. I have felt and expressed at least 10 new times ,"Wow, things are getting so much better. I finally feel like myself again!" How can I do a 180 degree turn for the better 10 times?! But today is another one of those days. Wow, the last year and a half was soooo hard, I am finally starting to feel like myself again!

To celebrate, I made my favorite mac and cheese. My mom's recipe. And since (like everyone else) I am on a diet for the new year, mac and cheese also feels like an indulgence.

Did I mention I put hot dogs in it. My girls wanted them, how could I say no?