Um. By the way. I’m doing the whole NaBloPoMo thing this month, which just means I’m posting every day. Yes, I know it’s already the 4th. I was, uh, just trying to see how long I could go without mentioning it. No, not really. But look, a shiny NaBloPoMo badge:

(Wouldn’t blog badges be more fun if they WERE shiny?)

My NaBloPoMo profile is here, in case you want to be ning buddies. Or in case you want to see a couple of random tiny pictures of me. Or in case you want to read an abbreviated version of my about page. All that and more (er, not really more, that’s pretty much it), now on my NaBloPoMo profile! Oh boy.

I’m not doing NaNoWriMo, for any number of reasons, chief among them being: does it look like I have time to write 50,000 words this month? I barely have time to BATHE most days, and I promise that you would rather have me bathe than have me NaNo. (Dane’s not NaNo-ing either, though he has in the past. Why not? See above re: bathing. Applies to him too.)

In non-acronym-related news, it appears to be November, which means it’s almost December, which means I’m working on coming up with a list of books we’d like to get the kids for Christmas. I have to start kind of early so I can scout the used book stores, and also because whittling down the list pretty much kills me every time. (I may have mentioned this in years past.) And yes, the list is already long, but: do you have suggestions for me? Any favorite books for a two-year-old, three-year-old, six-year-old, or nine-year-old? Or bedtime read-alouds for the whole crew? All suggestions welcome.