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I've been on and off a diet for almost 2 years.  When I'm on, I feel great for the most part, except that I think nonstop about what I'm going to eat as soon as I'm off the diet.  And once I'm off, I immediately gain a lot of it back before I get back on again.  I get completely out of control.
So where's the balance?  How do I learn to love being in control of what I eat?  How do people learn to love not eating pastries, chocolate, and ice cream?  What do skinny people think about all day if they aren't thinking about all the food they're going to eat?  Has someone written about this?  I should look.

iPods

We have adopted two new little ones into our family.  We're calling them Jamie's iPod and Joel's iPod, for now.  They are cute and fun.  They beg a lot of attention.  They like to play games with us, read, listen to music, they change color if you tell them to, loads of fun!

But we still have lives to lead here, folks, and people to interact with.  I find myself saying, "an actual living, breathing person is talking to you!"  We still have to get up and eat breakfast, get dressed, brush teeth and do homework.  So, we haven't decided if they can stay, yet.  Right now, they are in time-out.

Journal

I'm supposed to write something down in my journal today.  I'm calling my blog my journal, like many parents these days.  Who has time to write?  But supposedly I have time to type?  Forget it.  I have kids playing upstairs in their room for the moment, but there are 20 other things that I need to be doing with deadlines like tomorrow or Tuesday or Wednesday.  But as I hear balls flying upstairs against doors, I think I'm going to call this done and go be a responsible parent.  Not that people who blog aren't responsible, I just don't have time to do this until my kids are asleep and my 20 other things are done.

My Christmas Present

Christmas Eve 2011

 Reading Luke 2.

Focused

Little gifts

Our tree is bursting with little gifts.  Some of them are legit.  But most of them I have no idea about.


Every morning when we wake up, there are another dozen gifts under the tree from Joel. It's probably mostly random stuff he's been selecting to wrap in the wee hours, because I know he hasn't been to a store.  I bought a 30-bow bag and 50 name tags a couple of days ago, when I noticed that our wrapping supplies were being eaten in the night, and those were all gone again today.


I finally asked both boys yesterday to make lists of who to give gifts to and keep them safe from wandering eyes and to make sure that they don't forget anyone.  Then I took them to the dollar store armed each with a $20 bill.  At one point when we were at the store I asked Joel how many gifts he was getting his cousin, because it sounded to me like he had already gotten 2 or 3 things for her.  He said that he had 11 so far!  Now they both have even more little gifts to wrap.  


We're all having a blast with it.


About the tree: I'm sure you can understand why the tree is loaded with decorations from 4 1/2ft and down.  But I have no idea how that gingerbread made it up to the top.  I don't really want to know.  I'm just enjoying the fact that someone thought it needed a place of prominence.  


Merry Christmas to all!