This year we have a concolor pine for our Christmas tree

The five of us-me, Dad, Theo, Ruby, and cousin Alex-went to a cut-your-own farm. We were going to get another balsam fir tree like last year because it smelled so nice, but we didn't like any of the ones that were at the farm we went to. But we did see a pretty concolor (aka white) fir. It's a good thing Kuya Alex was with us because somebody always had to be carrying Ruby.

Notice that while Kuya Alex and Dad were working hard on the tree, Theo concentrated on poking a nearby tree stump with a stick.

The last picture was obviously taken after we finished decorating. It has VERY difficult to get Theo to sit still for a picture.

Theo and Dad play in the snow in the night-time

I tried to take a picture of it, but it was too dark. Theo is already very much like his Dad. In other words, he starts to cry if he thinks that he won't be able to play in the snow. When I was trying to take pictures, Dad asked Theo to hold this big snowball. Theo must have thought that we were trying to lure him into the house because he grabbed the snowball and ran.

Mom can't play in the snow right now because she has a cold. But she can blog about it.

***Addendum 9:31 PM Nov 27, 2005***

This one picture sort of came out. That is the very snowball that I was referring to in the original post.

Mom is hit hard by the reality of being a (future) physician

I'm pretty sad today. This week I was away from Dad and the kids because I was on a three-interview tour through New England. The interviews went well, but the traveling was rough on everybody. Anyway, I came home on Thursday, and Theo was very happy to see me, but this morning, I had to go back to the hospital. Theo was very sad when I left; I heard him crying even when I had closed the front door and was walking to the truck. The worst part is, I am on call tonight, so I won't even be back until Saturday afternoon. I wonder if Theo ever gets scared that I will be going away for good. I tried to explain to him that this was my last night sleeping in the hospital for a long while (my MICU rotation ends Saturday and I'll finally be doing easy stuff!) He says, "Ok Mama," but then when I tried to put him down, he started crying again.

I love my babies and miss them.