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Bah Humbug

No wait, the bah humbug was yesterday. The busiest work day of the year. But I don’t want to talk about that.

Today the sentiment got upgraded to Merry Christmas!

As I type I’m listening to Tiny Cat play with her new stuffed bird. It chirps. Often. Thanks Santa. Though watching her play with it makes it all worth it in the end.

Speaking of Tiny Cat and gifts, she got more presents this year than I did. And to be honest, I couldn’t be happier. She is young and honestly enjoys the crap we buy her to play with. I get joy out of watching her. So in the end, we all win there.

And just when I think the chirping has finally stopped, it starts back up again.

Right. Joy.

My personal loot stash was mild. I got pants and socks from my mom. Needed but not the most exciting thing ever. Pat bought me a 6 month subscription to People Magazine. I am more excited about that. Santa brought me soaps and other spa goodies. And chocolate.

Santa was good to the kiddies. He brought them a portable DVD player, so now they can watch movies under Pat’s watchful eye in the living room. Instead of in the basement where Luke climbs out of the pack ‘n’ play. Santa also brought Luke an elf made wooden train set. My engineer now has something to fiddle with. Thomas scored some transformers. Gee does Santa know my kids or what.

Pat and I bought Luke some kid’s power tools and a tool box and other neat little things along those lines. He got a remote control train from Grandma. And just lots of little odds and ends and books and coloring books and other goodies.

Pat and I bought Thomas Battleship and Starwars Legos. None of the big sets because that shit gets expensive. Because clearly charging 100 plus dollars for pieces of plastic isn’t a rip off. But they are legos and legos are cool. Even I love them. So, two little sets made the budget.

Funny story for you. Thomas has this ocean life picture encyclopedia that Grandma bought him a year or so ago. Kid loves that thing to death. It goes with him everywhere. So when he discovered there was also a dinosaur one from the same company, he had to have it. So of course Grandma bought it wrapped it, and under the tree it went. Thomas, being the kid he is, was snooping under the tree and came across that book a week ago. He took one look at it and knew right away what it was even though it was wrapped. Grandma of course denied it and said it was anything else under the sun but that book. So Thomas went and got his ocean life encyclopedia and compared the two. He held them together, same size. The lifted them up, one in each hand. Same weight. Same everything. “But Grandma! I know that’s my Dinosaur book!” To which she replied, “OK Thomas. If you kiss me here and here,” pointing to each cheek, “and don’t wipe it off, I’ll tell you if it is or not.” So he did as she instructed and she confessed it was indeed his book. “Great! I can open it now!” Not exactly.

The boys scored a total of 6 new movies. Luke got Mickey Mouse Club House from Grandpa. (His newest obsession.) Santa brought Up to go with the DVD player. Thomas got Iron Man 2 and Spiderman 1. (I just bought 2 and 3 used from a friend so we needed to complete the collection.) Luke got Ratatouille and Chipmunks the Squeekal.

After the present opening, we popped in one of the movies and just hung out while mom got dinner ready. She made chili, as per special request from my sister, and ham for Pat. Then of course there was mashed potatoes and green bean casserole and 5 cup salad.

Then it was time to come home. Only we left my kids there. Because well, Grandma lets us get away with it.

And that’s Christmas in a nut shell.

Oh! OH! Pat also got new hair clippers so he can buzz my hair again. Really I think it was more a gift for me, but it had Pat’s name on it. Good thing he likes my hair short.

3 Comments

  1. Comment by firstsoprano:

    Did you give your dad the gift from me ?? Just askin'

  2. Comment by Walkingborder (Karen):

    Yes and he nearly started to spazz out before he opened it to see what it was. So I told him what it was and he calmed down enough to open it.

  3. Comment by firstsoprano:

    jeazzzz……next year I won't wrap it

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