I have three-year-old triplets and lets face it, Christmas is all about the kids. Once you get to a certain age Christmas is nice, but in reality its all about the kids. As an adult, New Year becomes your Christmas. Think about; you ask for all kinds things adults want - health, wealth, a better body, more drive. It is the worst Christmas ever, because you don't ever get any of what you ask for, but you get the idea. And yes, I'm aware I missed the "window" for cool, new year resolution posts about how I'm going to be a better Dad, better husband, and better blogger in 2015. I've got news for you: I've missed the window of "cool" for just about everything since around 1988. Except the head-shaving trend. I started shaving my head in 1995-1996 and after 18 years of atrocious hair, I got way out ahead of that trend. So far out that my friends' Moms asked if I was a Nazi. But that is another story for another time. Today is Jan. ...
We tried for one, and we ended up with a bushel of fun.