Thursday, December 24, 2009
I just put out a plate of cookies for the Man with the Hair on his Jaws, and I'm waiting around for my children, who were put in bed an hour ago, to be REALLY asleep. There's no good way to wrap a ping-pong table, so we'll just set it up and have it waiting for them in the morning, along with 5yo's longed-for compass, 8yo's recorder, and a few big surprises.
George Bailey is about to get a sock in the jaw in answer to a prayer. And I'm about to have another cookie, because if I'm not sick on chocolate by December 26, then I feel that I have not adequately celebrated the birth of the Savior. For now, I will leave you with 5yo's wish that you have a "Fizz Bah-dee-dah" (Feliz Navidad). He has been paying tribute to Sr. Feliciano with frequent outbursts of yuletide song.