a hodge podge of holiday hoo hah

I won!
I've written often (probably too often) about our fantasy football league . . . that my team wasn't good, that I lost the first four games of the season . . . etc. Well, I finished the regular season with a record of 6-7 and the second fewest points in the league. I snuck into the playoffs as the 8th and final seed (there were only 10 teams). Then, thanks in large part to David Garrard, Fred Taylor and Ernest Graham, I got hot. I beat the #1 seed (Jen) in the first round, the #5 seed in week two and made it to the championship this week. I figured I would do as most of our favorite teams have done in the last two years and lose in the finals. But no. I broke the curse. I didn't have a great week, but I pulled it out. I was going to host a press conference, but then I realized that most people don't care.

Funny things Jeremiah has said recently
While "playing" Wii on Saturday night:
He had to pick a character to use. There was a screen with pictures of all of the people. Out of nowhere he said, "The black one looks like Levi". It kinda did.

Today he was playing with his brother's toy drum that says words in English and Spanish. He said, "Mommy I want English". Krystal changed the language to English. He said, "No Mommy, I want English to eat." Krystal wasn't sure what English was. Jeremiah led her out to the kitchen, had her open a cupboard and ponted to the rice crispy treats.

Today at a Christmas party while he was taking a decorative train set and track to the dinner table:
Bryan: Jeremiah, why don't we leave the track here?
Jeremiah (non-chalantly): No, I don't think so.

Robin: Is Santa going to bring presents for Dodger (the dog)?
Jeremiah: No. He doesn't have hands. (pointing) See, he just has feet. He doesn't have hands. We do.

Milk and cookies for Santa and celery for the reindeer.

Jeremiah's new train table that Brad and I put together tonight after he went to bed.

boys in a boxsome of the cookies that Krystal and Robin made