Today is the last day of the year of the monkey. (I think it’s pretty neat the Carolyn is a monkey. I’m a rabbit and Denis is a tiger, which means we shouldn’t be compatible, but it seems to be working out anyway.) My parents know the owners of the local Chinese restaurant, and they invited all of us to their celebration tonight. So, we put Carrie in her new red dress, packed her into the carseat, and went and had yummy Chinese food. (Unfortunately we were running late, so there are no pictures of the cute red dress – by the time we got home it was somewhat covered in drool and spit-up.)
I know it’s cliché, but I’m kind of hungry now…