Today marks Pops and mine 12th anniversary of our first date. I'll never forget it...Streets of New York for dinner then back to his place for a hockey game. We both checked each others drivers license during dinner because we both thought the other was older than we actually were. He thought I was older than 18 and I thought he was WAY older than 21. It was a fun night and look where it lead 12 years later.

The family holiday fun is just beginning...more parties all week long.

We love coming home to find treats on our door step...but it means an extra workout if I'm not careful.

Looking forward to my bed tonight.