Friday, December 26, 2014
Well, We Survived
Well, it was hectic, loud, and nauseating - thanks to the literal ton of food I ate - but Christmas has come and gone. Santa appreciated Kevin's note on Christmas Eve (above) because you know, milk goes bad. I went to bed at about 12:30am, only to be greeted by Kevin and Kyle at 6:15. From there, it was a non-stop roller coaster of bacon with my family, gifts, dinner at my in-laws, and more gifts.
The kids, as usual, made out like bandits, and Dad scored a WoT gift card plus a brand spanking new book.
Hopefully, you all had a terrific, fun-filled day. Like these little monsters...