Is There Such a Thing as Horse Dander?

We have had a very busy week so far. Kenneth performed in his Bulldog Honor Choir on Friday night for the WinterFest. Songs ranged from traditional carols to Feliz Navidad and Hanukkah songs. Last Saturday, Kenneth and Evelyn were invited to a birthday party at a horse-riding lessons place up in Round Rock. Each child was walked around a fenced-in area for about 20 min. and if they were adapting well, the trainers took them to a trot level. They both had a blast. In fact, all of the kids had a good time. No one cried or was injured, which is an accomplishment at any party, but particularly so when you throw horses in the mix. However, we did find out that we can add horse dander to Kenneth's long list of allergies. Poor guy. He got off the horse with hives all over his face and arms. No more horses for the Wallines.

I've been listening to a bunch of old Christmas records that belonged to my parents; the songs are so much better than some of the painful renditions that you can hear on the radio (a la Mariah Carey). My favorite is this "Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Band" trumpet-based record that insinuates that I should be making a cheese ball and cocktails for imminently-arriving, hip guests.

I can hardly believe Christmas is almost here. My sweeties hammed for the camera in front of the fully, fabulously decorated tree.