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Can you tell it's the holidays? That I'm swamped at work, home, and life in all aspects of it? Hence the lack of posts lately telling you the oh-so-important things about what's going on in the choas Schmidt household. Lucky you. I get to bore you with more details. :) A fairy tale, SchmidtFamilyStyle.

Once upon a time, two little girls ruled the House of Schmidt. The mommy did everything she could to make their happy little lives wonderful and the daddy did everything HE could do keep that mommy sane and in check right before she lost it (yet again).

On Dec. 6th, Princess Hadley had 7 teeth. As of the past weekend, PH's mouth decided to try to push through THREE MORE stupid TEETH and turned PH into a raging mess of "I don't WANT to eat" and "I don't WANT to drink, especially since you're mixing my formula with whole milk - I CAN TELL" and general "Don't put me down or I'll scream in your FACE after I climb up your leg in a dangerous fashion." When Princess Hadley wasn't doing those things, she was really motoring along with her walking and getting better every day. When not fussing, she was laughing and giggling at her sister while they created choas/havoc fun together. She had a few nighttime parties and then decided it wasn't fair to mommy and daddy (HA HA HA we can't call them queen/king b/c really - the princesses ruled the house. C'mon, Captain Obvious.) So on Princess Hadley went, being adorable, loving her family and babies, and being a general cutie-pah-tootie. Who sometimes fussed too much for her mommy's liking. And could eat a little better so her mommy didn't worry she'd be a tiny little picky eater.

Not to be forgotten, Princess Morgan also had fun things to share. This morning, St. Nick came and brought her way too many goodies/toys. She was especially fond of the Jake and the Neverland Pirate toothpaste he brought her and turned into a hormonal mess when she was not allowed to open it - NOTE: she had the EXACT SAME TUBE (kind) of toothpaste open already and it was still half full. Princess Morgan is also learning to use her attitude a little less but we can quickly tell what her models at daycare were like on any given day as she tends to channel some of that sassiness energy and use it at home if she's seen it all day. When not channeling energy, PM is enjoying her toys, writing letters like a champ (she can easily write her name, but when I told her how to spell 'Santa' on the front of her Christmas list/letter to him, she shocked me when she wrote the letters all by herself! This is how she learned!) She also is playing with Hadley and teaching her naughty new things. Princess Morgan loved to help out and cook anything with mommy when she wasn't too interested in something else. She's been playing more and watching TV less which makes TV that much more interesting when mommy needs a break they have a chance to watch it. She continued growing into a lovely big girl.

The mommy and daddy of this story decided that since PH and PM were doing fairly well, they needed to get back into the swing of things and do more "just us stuff." Last night, the M&D decided to play Scrabble (real life kind! where you touched real wood pieces and spun a real plastic board to take turns! not back and forth on iDevices! what!?) and in the entire history of the world, it was the first time that the D beat the M. The poor mommy couldn't believe it but secretly had let him win. And that's her story she's sticking with.

The D was sad but he had to travel next week right between hunting weeks. Thankfully, the D will be home on Monday for Princess Hadley's 1st birthday before flying out on Tuesday. The mommy let go of her new babysitter issues (she's a little nervous to leave the girls with people she doesn't know) and will be enjoying some much-needed friend time and shopping on Saturday while the D is hunting deer. Woo! PS. Sorry, Morgan, for you will be missing yet another swimming lesson grandparentspleasemovehereandlivenextdoor b/c I'm a lazy mom who wants to have fun.

Princess Hadley, Princess Morgan, the mommy, and the daddy all continued to live the life they dreamed. Sometimes the mommy needed more breaks than others and the daddy needed more golf time than others, but they lived happily ever after watching their girls get big and more awesome each day. The end.