Kelly, Cindy and I went to New York a week ago to visit Connie & Tara. The five of us were on the high school drill team together. We were celebrating Connie, Cindy and Kelly's birthdays'. In NY we saw a taping of the TV show "Who Wants to be a Millionaire". We also went to see "The Producers" on Broadway and the Rockettes Christmas show at Radio City. We shopped a lot and ate a bunch. It was a fun trip.

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Email from Matt:
So I am working by the Galleria and Henry was at my sister-in-law's house in Frisco. Jennifer was in New York City with her girlfriends, thus I am solo with Henry all weekend. I left at 4pm to pick up Henry and I got stuck in traffic. Took 30 minutes to get there. Picked him up and had to put in the car seat. 30 minutes later, we leave. It took one hour to get to the KPMG Centre (for the Christmas Party) since I was in bumper to bumper traffic. Henry is okay, but barely, he is hungry, thus it is now about 6:15PM. Jennifer said that I had to get a picture of Henry with Santa since he had a melt-down at North Park Mall last week. I said no big deal, get the picture go upstairs and get Henry a meal. So I get in line and wait and wait and wait. Henry is okay, but barely. He is flirting with other kids/adults, so I think we can make it and I am excited to see it happen.
After 40 minutes of waiting it was our turn. Henry freaked and had a complete meltdown. No big deal. I soothe him with a balloon and all is well and we let the group behind us go. We try again…he freaked out again and still no picture. I calm him down…try a third time and this time I basically sat with him. It didn’t work, they got a goofy picture of him crying and me looking like a buffoon. It then took me an additional 10-15 minutes to calm him down because the third time he was not only scared of Santa but pissed that I was forcing him to sit with Santa. After calming him and seeing the elevator was backed up, I said "I'm outa here!" Henry concurred.

We head towards our house northbound on 75 and low and behold a massive car wreck…Henry gets more pissed as we can't take our exit due to the police barricade. So I drive on to Lovers Blvd exit and try to turn right onto Lovers. The problem is that the ass in the far right lane won't let me move over. So I am stuck taking a left turn. Thus I took a left turn, did a uturn and said we need to eat and moved on towards Texadelphia. Henry finally had a reprieve and sat down in the high chair and in effect ate half of my sandwich, drank lots of water (with a little coke) and finally was happy. I get home at 8:30 pm, give him a bath and put him to bed at 9pm. I then went to my backyard, built a fire in my fire pit and drank a beer for 3 hours to recover from my 5 hour joy ride trying to go to the Christmas party and get one cute picture with Santa.
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I feel his pain because I've been there. Like Matt said, this was the second meltdown with Santa. Henry was so scared we had to leave. At least Matt came home a picture.
I thought we might have another meltdown this week at the barber shop but Henry was an angle. He was growing a bit of a mullet, so I took him in for a big boy hair cut. Just a little off the back and around the ears. Couldn't take any off the top -- it would just stick up more than it already does. Doesn't he look sporty?


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