It’s a wrap! Christmas is all over. Phew! Yes, that’s festive, I know. Actually, we had lovely Christmases at my parents’ on Christmas Eve, our house Christmas morning, and then George’s parents’ that afternoon and evening. I’m pretty tired though and declared at ten o’ clock this morning that I was not making dinner tonight.
The kids got a Wii from George’s parents, so we spent half the day playing with that (after tidying up a bit, which now you can’t tell that we did). George is sitting on the floor playing Guitar Hero III as I write.
Georgie asked me a couple weeks ago if I had hidden the presents pretty well. I told him yes (although they were all on the floor in my bedroom under a pillow, so the real answer was no), and he went on to say that he kept thinking he wanted to go looking for them so he could find out what they were.
This is the child that tells on himself when he does almost anything wrong (except terrorizing his sisters, which somehow passes unhindered through his sin sensors).
“Georgie, can you imagine how you would feel if you actually found your presents and looked at them? Don’t you think you’d spend the next two weeks feeling completely guilty and miserable?” I asked.
“Hmmm, I hadn’t thought about that.”
Then I told him that the presents were behind the toilet in the bathroom, and he promptly decided that he wasn’t all that interested in looking for them after all.
Oh! Here are the Christmas pictures George took this year in case you’re interested. This is the one that went out with our Christmas card:

And this was the one that he did just in case he couldn’t get the other one to come out how he wanted it to:

Amazing what a good graphics designer can do with a decent digital camera and some editing software (that would be George the graphics designer. I am the graphics messer upper). In case you were wondering, these were both done in our house and no, we do not have a glass floor.
Well, I am going to go scavenge some more leftovers and run another load of laundry. I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and get a chance to rest over the next few days.
Rachel
Rachel
Written by Rachel Shubin ~ Fiendish friend for effusive fun!





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