We spent the weekend with my family. They love the skids so it is very stress free when we go there. There was a little incident where SD9 was running in the house and broke a marble circle table top. No big deal to me or my parents but she was just beside herself and SO was mortified. Other than that the kids were excellent, very grateful and very happy the whole time. They have cousins (my nephews) who are the same age so they have lots of time to play and it's nice for my nephews to have a whole new set of kids to play with (besides each other).

It was great but then I got sick Christmas Eve. The 2 yo was also sick so she and I were up most of that night. The next morning the skids opened their gifts from Santa and then we made the two and a half hour trip home. Now understand, we are a blended family so everyone is welcome to the fold. The kids banked like crazy. SD9 got an ipod and a telescope. SD6 got a new doll (she thinks it's an American Girl doll, and I am not going to correct her), SS5 got more batman crap than you can shake a stick at, and the baby....well, she's the favorite, it took 3 trips just to get all her gifts in.

Last night, BM had her phone call with the kids. Of course they talked about everything they got and how much fun they had at Nana's house and how awesome their aunts are....she was pissed. You could tell from the sound of her voice, which I could hear from the bedroom where I was quarantined. About an hour later we got a text from BM, "tell lawyergirl thank you for giving my kids a nice Christmas. She must have a really nice family." I was shocked. Until two minutes later..."But I stand by what I said, she's an ugly transgendered bitch and she will never have children as beautiful as mine." Oh BM, smh....It must be tough to live in your head.