Everything is ever-so-slowly winding down.
I am done work, and don’t go back until next Wednesday. The shopping is done, and the gifts are wrapped. The cookies are all baked and decorated, and dinner will be in the oven shortly.
Ahhhhhhh… Feels so good doesn’t it?
Santa stopped by our home for an early visit to the boys, and brought much laughter to our home last night. Here is how the conversation between Santa and Owen went, when he surprised him at the door. (As best as I can remember it anyways…)
Owen: Santa, I know everything about you!
Santa: Really? Everything?
Owen: Well, I know everything except just one thing.
Santa: Okay, ask me, and I will tell you.
Owen: (sounding a little sheepish) Well… I don’t know.
Santa: Do you know how old I am?
Owen: (a little bit surprised and laughing) That is exactly the ONE thing I don’t know!
Santa: Do you know how much I weigh?
Owen: (looking a little guilty now) That is the OTHER thing I don’t know!
The little guy kills me. After being busted by Santa himself, he didn’t admit defeat.