Aren't there rules?

I would like to know how it went from 58 degrees on Saturday to 5 today. Poor Gabe. We had to go to the grocery store today, he cried when we were outside. He HATES the cold. He's truly a desert baby. Molly on the other hand was trying to catch her breathe. She was in awe. It's no wonder that they're sick all the time. The weather can't make up it's mind. What happened to gradually getting warm and cold? I guess I shouldn't complain too much, it is December 15th... Yuck is all I have to say about that.

I thought I'd include some pictures...
Gabe is getting so big. I can't believe that he's already 8 months. My baby isn't such a little baby anymore.

I thought this was a funny picture of Molly. It's her "yeah right" look.

Gabe loves the Christmas lights. He scoots under the tree and grabs the branches with his hands and feet. It's cute. He also loves to pull the tree skirt over his face. I haven't taken a picture of that. It freaks me out. He pulls everything over his face and then lays there motionless. When I pull the things off his face he just stares at me. It creeps me out. I'm so scared that he's going to suffocate. Needless to say there are never any blankets in Gabe's crib. He pulls the bumper off sometimes and drapes it over himself. I don't know what to do with him.

I think the last two pictures are so cute. They drive me crazy sometimes, but we really have a lot of fun together. I love Gabe's dimples and how happy Molly looks in the last picture.

Other news.

Drew was asked to teach his own class next semester. It's an algebra/trig class. If you ask Drew about it, he'll tell you that it's no big deal. But, I think it's a big deal. I'm proud of him and all the work that he does. I think it'll be a good experience. Even though I'm scared that we'll be seeing him less as his work load goes up... Only 41/2 years left, fingers crossed.