MamaV had all sorts of grand plans today: soaps, bath bombs, lotion bars...but we've been poking her with a stick since the ball dropped over the Big Apple and there's no movement. Some snoring. But nothing we can really call awareness.
So from all of us hiding in MamaV's cupboard, Happy New Year (and please hide the cooking sherry next year). We expect great things and much activity from MamaV. Just not today.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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