
If you don't know this is my step-mom Sue, Brian, Stephen, Santa, Ethan, Me, and my Daddy.
Short cute story:
Stephen wants some play doh for Christmas. I have it on good authority that Santa will bring some to the house. Stephen is not totally pleased with this. I told him when we went to see this Santa that he can tell him about the play doh in person. Stephen marched right up to him and when Santa asked what he wants he said, "Play doh!" Santa said that sounded very nice and he would try to bring some. Stephen looked around... Then we took the pics. Then Santa gave us nice puzzles out of his bag. Stephen said, "No Santa, I want Play Doh!" and then tried to trade out his puzzle for Play Doh. I had to explain that Santa will come to our house and bring the play doh there.
















































We are all fine, it shorted out our pool pump, we are hoping to be able to fix it with some part that Brian has figured out is the problem. It has also killed our phone, its funny, our answering machine still works, so you can call and leave us a message, but we can't call you back or answer the phone. I left a message that is like, "Hi, it's the Kelloggs, lighting struck our house and killed our phone, we can hear your message or you can call our cell phones." No one has called sense I changed it though, I wanted people to hear it.
