The conversation went something like this...

"Mark, how tall do you think our Christmas tree is?" "Oh, about 7 feet." It actually measured 9' 3" tall. If it were 9 inches taller, we would have been in trouble. The tree we picked out this year is the tallest tree we have ever had. It's absolutely gorgeous. Next year, we will take a tape measure with us.

How an eleven year old handles a bad hair day

He takes matters (scissors) into his own hands. His mother "flips out," so he tells his friends at school. The bad part in all of this is that he had a scheduled hair appointment that day. I guess having to wait 9 hours for a professional haircut must have seemed like a lifetime for a 6th grader. "Scissors are for cutting paper."

It's Back!

After a one year hiatus, Mark's Christmas letter is back in all its glory. I'm not convinced that this is his best work, but I still had a few belly laughs. Be on the look out if you are a usual recipient of this non-traditional letter.

The Compassionate vs. the Greedy

The boys took time this weekend to write out their Christmas lists. How can the same mother and father produce such two different children? I wonder what Santa will think?

Jonathan's list to Santa:


Jonathan's last entry reads "Presents for poor kids around the world".


Morgan's list to Santa: