She's my Mick!
No!! She's MY Mick!
NO!! SHE'S MY MICK!!!
With my sister Mick here we got the tree down and then (mostly) up, the faux gingerbread houses constructed, an FSA party, and then even got in a date. We tried to take a family pic without having to use a timer, but even Mick is no miracle worker.
Good enough. I'm hungry.
We were very excited to be going on an adults only date. It hasn't happened since I think the last Holiday party.
My kids don't like her much. Obviously.
Gob bless Miqui, everyone!