Pardon my french...but Holy crap! In case you missed it on Ravelry, they've posted the world's biggest yarn stash. I couldn't help but show it to Len, with the clarification that its NOT a yarn shop he was looking at but someone's basement. It's bigger than many yarn shops I've been in. But now Len is a little nervous, he wants to know if my yarn stash was going to get that big. Get me a house baby, and I'll see what I can do!

We took Caleb to the Santa Claus parade tonite. Unfortunately, we were pretty mellow about getting there, so we just saw the tail end of the whole thing. Santa passed, and I enjoyed the amazing look on Caleb's face, as he watched his very first sight of Santa for the year. As Santa ho,ho'd away, and the parade ended, Caleb turned, put his little face into my jacket and began to cry. Feeling guilty that we had been late and had missed most of it, I put my arm around him and asked him what was wrong......

He looked up to my with his big teary eyes, "Santa didn't give me a present."