I know it's been a few days and some people, like my mother, are so sick of Christmas that every last ornament is wrapped and in the basement already, but I've been enjoying the season so much that I haven't had time to post pictures. I imported a few hundred this morning, and it was a blur of wrapping paper and little plastic balls.
Of all the things Santa brought, she went for the friggin' pink ball first.
I brought her birthday chair down so she could sit and unwrap the
gifts in her stocking, but everything now is done in the ball crawl bus.
LIFE is better when sitting amidst a plastic rainbow wonderland.
I got Jerry a video game he has been coveting for months. One night
last week, I came home after work and he could barely blink. Allison
had been in bed for hours and there was a butt groove in the couch. "Please
help me stop," he said, laughing. "I CAN'T STOP." When I sat between him
and the TV, he protested. "After I kill this mutant. Seriously. Just one more."
You'd think from this face, my stepdad didn't like his gift. But it was
a huge hit. We got him a wine aerator that instantly decants wine by
pouring it through the apparatus into a glass. Changes the whole flavor.
We tested it out on quite a few bottles. It will be on my list next year.
And even though it was windy and cold, we figured Allison should
get to try out her new toy. Then we retired it to the basement until spring.
It really is amazingly fun having a little kid at Christmas.