Christmas Cookies in January? And a Brief Mill City Museum Visit

Somehow we never made Christmas cookies this December. So the kids and Brooke made 'em in January instead.

Theo reminded me this week that we never made Christmas cookies this year. I brought out all our cookie cutters and let them pick whatever shape they wanted.

I'm glad I did a half recipe.

Theo rarely lays on the couch like this. I should have noticed his odd behavior.

I made waffles for breakfast, a true rarity these days, since Brooke took over weekend breakfasts.

Always cleaning the stairs and entryways.

They're always dirty, especially in winter.

Then we took the bus to the Mill City Museum.

Today was free admission day at the Minnesota Historical Society sites and we hadn't been to the Mill City Museum in awhile. Theo kept saying he didn't want to go. He does this when we have to leave the house so didn't think anything of it.

Our bus took us almost to where we needed to go. Theo then said his stomach was hurting.

It was quite busy on this free admission day.

We had the most fun building out the mill-era Minneapolis riverfront. But Theo was suddenly not feeling well, so we went home early.

We were about to go on the Flour Tower when he said he just wanted to go home.

Poor kid passed out on the bus.

Then immediately fell asleep on the couch and stayed asleep for the remainder of the night.

On Sunday Meadow and I played some hockey out back.

She's very intense. I'm not sure I can handle these kids getting good at hockey.

She's very competitive.

Then we raced around the rink for a bit.

Theo woke up for a bit in the morning and then went back to sleep again for most of the day. Poor little guy.

Enough skating. It's time to watch the Packers (Sadly they lost).

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