The original plan was for all of us (me, Jim, James) to go over to ChaCha's house. I ended up going solo after James melted down one too many times. He's been whiny, cranky, and just not himself. We're thinking some tough love and follow-through is in order to get him back to his old self.
On Saturday I found this at ChaCha's. It's the earliest she's ever put up the tree- at Thanksgiving!