I walked into the living room and there is Fishy and The Ride hangin' tight in a bucket. They are chillin' and watching the tube. I love it. The kids are diving into all the new games, toys and sugar a-plenty and Lance and I are just trying to recoup. I like to call the day after Christmas, The Christmas Hangover.
It's the closest to an actual hangover I think I will ever get. It's the I-stayed-up-into-the-next-day-ate-2-tons-of-candy-got-up-way-too-early-assembled-25-and-a-half-toys-day-after-Christmas-Hangover.
Did I forget anything?
Oh yeah! The cleanup! Don't forget the cleanup :)
All in all it was wonderful. I love my family. I only got "this was the worst Christmas ever," once. That was, until I reminded him (Trapper) that his future downloads for his SPYTRKR was all dependent upon his attitude. I was amazed at the revelation that took place inside his head :) Before bed it was all smiles and even a sweet sorry and a retractment from his previous statement. We even got to end the wonderful night with "This was the best Christmas ever" from the kids and even Trapper himself!
Least to say, he got a few more application downloads the next day :)
I really hope your Christmas was wonderful too.
2 comments:
I'm so glad you guys had a good Christmas! Oh the hangover! Yep, that's the only way to describe it. I find that on Christmas day I usually hit the wall around 3pm and then it's slow and go from there...you know, eyes half open, lots of movies on TV and wishing you could be on a catheter because you simply do not want to have to move off the couch! But yah, soooo worth it though! love you guys--jes
Sounds good! Greg told us what little Ryder said to the missionaires about "smelling like grandpa". That is so sweet! It made Greg tear up quite a bit, took a few minutes for him to tell us all ;) Miss you guy!
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