I can't even spell.
My kids are listening to a Christmas CD over, and over, and OVER again. I hope they are feeling Christmassssy.
It is hot outside so totally unlike this time of year as I grew up. I got a tad of sunburn yesterday while watching the offspring frollick (sp) in their blow up pool.
I have nothing witty to say so we are going to have take silly Christmas photo's to entertain the masses that flock to my blog.
We are on holiday. I am in remission. Rouru passed his year at UCOL with flying colors. Griffyn and Gwen are not fighting (at the moment).
Since we are leaving on Boxing Day at 4am for a wedding up north, we didn't drag out and decorate the plastic christmas tree this year. We piled the pressy's on the chair and called it the Christmas chair. I crack myself up.
I like Christmas day being on a Sunday. It just feels right.
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