I went to bed before the fourth quarter, so I didn’t get to see this live. This morning Tom asked if I thought my dad was mad. Yes, I’m 100% positive my dad was mad.
We drank wine, ate chocolate, and played cards into the wee hours of Christmas Eve. Two notes to accurately set the scene: 1) That small plate of chocolate does not represent the amount of chocolate consumed. The measurement was “brick”. We ate a brick of chocolate. Before the night was over, we were putting chocolate
And how did he repay Mimi and Pops for their hospitality, kindness and generosity on Christmas? By pooping on their carpet. *A more complete description would have been, “He pooped on his new Christmas outfit, daddy’s jeans, daddy’s brand new Virginia Tech hoodie, Mimi’s chair AND their carpet.” But typing the whole list was almost as
Moments before Kanye and I started our performance, David was screaming his way to Santa’s naughty list. I’m dreading the day he sees people with REAL moves; someone like Usher, Justin Timberlake, or Amanda Giobbi. The moment he’s exposed to good dancing, I’m ruined.
But he loved the bows. Can you see the glitter on his face? It’s because his mommy let him get aholt of a gold glitter ribbon. Consequentially, he was a glitter baby for the rest of the day. And I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking “aholt” isn’t a word. You’re thinking, “I can tell she
to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be calledWonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6 “He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?” Romans 8:32
These bows don’t come naturally; I worked as a gift wrapper at JCPenney for three years. Merry Christmas Eve Eve Eve.
See this bulge under the quilt? It’s Brigham. He likes to get all cozy under the covers in the winter months. He might want to stay there, too, because David has started noticing Brigham. This is terrible news for the kitty cat.
On the same day David turned a whole four months old, Tom’s dad also celebrated a milestone birthday. We celebrated a few days after his actual birthday, because he was busy babysitting for one of his grandsons on his birthday. Did you catch that? He was babysitting. On his birthday. And what was his lovely