Note: I’m kinda phoning this post in. Feel free to skip it if you’re not my mom. It’s like Christmas is making me soft or something.
Well, first, I took a nap at like, ten o’clock.
Then we went sledding. This next picture shows literally ALL of the sledding that we did.
But the slide still worked.
But then there was a lot of foot dragging and yelling and complaining about walking in the snow. Not by me this time. (It was Quinn.) For the record, we are a five-minute walk from the park. So it’s not like we were walking the Iditarod or anything.
Then we made oatmeal chocolate chip cookies for Santa. And for us.
Then I took another nap.
And then a lot of time passed and we did some stuff and we ate dinner. Then Jack jumped up and moved the screen in front of the fireplace so Santa would be able to get through. And then Alex and I both died of cuteness right there.
So I took this glamour shot of my dog in front of the tree.
Of course, you can’t forget the reindeer dust. (Oatmeal to feed the reindeer and sprinkles so the reindeer will see the sparkles from the air and know where to land.)
You know why I have all this time to blog? It’s because they refuse to sleep. In fact, Sam is in the TV room right now complaining about how it’s hard to fall asleep.
Alex: “Pretend you’re in a field with a big fence. And on one side of the fence are a thousand dogs. Picture them jumping them over the fence.”
Sam: “I only see one dog.”
Alex: “Then picture him jumping over the fence a thousand times.”
Well. You can imagine where this went from there.
Wish me luck. I may be up late.
Also, Happy Holidays/Merry Christmas/Enjoy Your Friday!