I have some pictures on my phone that I have been meaning to post so here they are.
The first, thanks to the fabulous construction on I-15 I get quite a chuckle every night as I drive to work.

Does anyone else picture something like this waiting for them around the bend?

I don't know. Maybe that's just me.
Next is a picture of Andrea from a recent trip to Sam's Club, studying up on her life's ambition. It's a little hard to read but check out the title of that book.

And of course, I couldn't resist putting Santa's big mistake on here. See, all Riley asked for from Santa that he talked about for months and months was a scooter.
"Riley, what's Santa going to bring you for Christmas?"
"A scooter."
"What kind of scooter?"
"A gray one."
"Oh yeah? What else is it like?"
"Don't worry. Santa knows. It's cool."
This was an actual conversation between Riley and Andrea shortly before Christmas and directly after Santa had already gotten Riley his scooter. This conversation made Santa a little nervous because the scooter Santa had bought had orange wheels and orange handle grips.

Now you would think, oh that's no big deal, right? Well Santa thought so too. Santa thought that perhaps Riley's mom could point out all the things that weren't orange and that it would still be a pretty cool scooter. For the next part of the story I need you to look closely at the pictures of the box. See the BOY jumping on the scooter?

See the close up of the orange wheels and handles?

Well guess what color the scooter turned out to be?

That's right. Pink. And Santa didn't discover this fact until Christmas night as he slid down the chimney to set it up for Riley. No where on the box did it mention anything about it being pink. It was an orange box with orange wheels and handle grips on the picture and a BOY jumping around on it. Now, I am not trying to do any gender stereotyping here, but I just don't think it would fly for my little 4 year old who wanted a gray scooter to end up with a pink one. And since it was CHRISTMAS EVE there was absolutely no way Santa's workshop was still open to correct the mistake. So intead, I got to play villan and only let Riley look at the outside of the box until the day after Christmas when I could run over to Wal-- um, I mean Santa's village and exchange it for one that was most definitely not pink before I let the little guy play with it. Fortunately I was able to do this with relatively few tears and Riley never found out about Santa's mistake. The moral of the story is that from now on, Santa is going to make sure that all Riley's future presents are exactly what the outside of the box says they are - long before Christmas Eve.