We made it though Nutcracker in one piece. I got the giggles as I fell asleep last night thinking about how clumsy I am. It's hilarious that I managed to get on stage and that I didn't fall off. I screwed up all four of my dances or tripped on my dress. And twice I had the giggles on stage. Thank goodness for the ridiculous hot pink fan I had to hold! It hid my cheesy smile, laughter, and cooled me down.

Next year, however, we are taking a break. Three years of Nutcracker is a lot. It's crazy and wonderful all at the same time.



This morning Alyssa had to have her adenoids and tonsils out. We made it home after 9 last night and the kids were exhausted and then we had to get up early and head to CHOMP. It was a beautiful morning with the sunrise and the pink clouds and the waves crashing against the shore. That is one thing I loved about living in Monterey.

I asked my mom to come this time because I was worried about Alyssa begin sick in the car. Since she's littler, I was worried that she wouldn't be consolable from the driver's seat either. Man, did she prove me wrong.

First she was not nervous about her surgery. She waved a beautiful princess wave down the hall all the way into surgery. Then she woke up very quickly post-op and was talking. The most distressing thing for her was the IV. And when the nurse was taking off the tape Alyssa just pulled it out. It took only 30 minutes after she woke to get in the car for the drive home.

Now she's refusing her pain meds. She has a high pain tolerance, but I'll still insist that she takes the meds in another hour.