Nothing says 'Merry Christmas' like the finger sugar coated with a tree ornament.
I cranked the Charlie Brown Christmas music (which I LOVE . . . them, not so much).
There's our happy guy . . . whistling while he works.
But even dragging a leg, I think Scott bowled the best.
Twinkle toes ballerina form
We're never going to get everything done on the list (we never do). We voted to have a relaxed Christmas this year, so that takes the pressure off. We'll just try to fit in as much as we can. :)
With that in mind, today I'd like to finish decorating, finish shopping, get everything wrapped, make awesome snowflake garland, go mistletoe hunting, bake goodies, make corn chowder, vacuum house, give smelly pug a bath, make shrinky dinks, make Sunday phone calls, find the perfect antiquey silver tray, plan Christmas Eve, go down Christmas Tree Lane and take a bath.
Scott says there's football on TV and Ella's still sawing logs. Soooooo . . . maybe not. Ho! Ho! Ho!
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