Oh the holidays...

Well it's that time of the year again... THE HOLIDAYS. How I dread the holidays, ask me why... Traveling all around Indiana, now with a 3 month old and a dog. Staying at one parent's house and then driving an hour to another. It feels like the holidays are just a time for us to bitch at each other and complain about one persons family over the other. I hate it! We can never agree on anything. It's our first Christmas with Nolan and I would like to have Christmas at our house. Wake up Christmas morning, have a nice breakfast, open some presents and sit by the fire. Just relax and enjoy the day. Of course that won't happen, the past 5 years and not once have we done what I want to do, we always do what Jeremy wants to do. By rights, it's my turn. So, I sound like I'm 5 years old, but still it is my turn.

I ask my husband one question, logistically how are we going to haul up a kid, dog, and several gifts, on top of all of our luggage. Most of all... how are we going to haul a kid, dog, luggage and several gifts back! It could be the 2008 version of Christmas Vacation sans the motor home! I'll post the final decision (hopefully it's mine!) ;)