This Christmas was like a return to my childhood ones in California- wearing shorts and white lights on palm trees. I can say wholeheartedly that I didn't miss the white Christmas experience of Minnesota one bit.
Unfortunately, our holiday experience was marred by Zachary's tonsillectomy on the 21st that stretched into a miserable two-week marathon of pain. I never again want to see my child hooked up to monitors showing his heart rate racing above 200 and his oxygen saturation rates in the 70's. I have gained so much admiration for women whose children suffer from chronic conditions. I honestly don't know how they do it.
Random assortment of photos follow.