Of which I have mostly wasted already. But heres a little bit of Sketchy fun for you to take with you as you go about your daily lives:
We (finally) have a Christmas tree and it is all decorated and everything. Yay! I don't think we have been this late since the Mac-Gyver tree. But it's up and it's purty and the kids have messed with the lights so now they are all wonky as opposed to perfectly sequenced the way their dad left them, but oh well this is not a problem I am prepared to be concerned with right now.
We bought new lights this year (well, last year during the after Christmas sales) and they are pretty, and they don't get hot to the touch, and they don't use a lot of electricity so Tom lets me leave them on all the time (but maybe he is less afraid of this tree burning down as it only has to survive 5 days). However, they don't allow good enough lighting for me to take a cute picture of my kids sleeping under the tree. We will be going back to the burning down the house model next year, because as you all know, it's all about the picture around here.
This year they remembered the "tradition" of sleeping under the tree all by themselves and it was cute to see them all excited.
Saturday, we baked. Brooke and her friend Brittney helped. They were cute. "This is so much fun!" Hmmm. I thought it was a job to be crossed off my "Do Before Christmas" list. I didn't realize it was supposed to be enjoyable. But I tried to not intrude too much on their whole "having fun"; crazy attitude towards Christmas.
Tom will be happy I used a semi-colon there. I used it just for him. Apparently it is his favorite punctuation. And I thought I already knew everything about him.
Sunday during the passing of the sacrament, Alex piped up: "I wish they'd pass around some peanut butter too! And bless that!"
Needless to say our spiritual enlightenment was enriched with gratitude for our kids. I mean honestly. Not only did it crack me up that he wanted a peanut butter sandwich Christ's Supper, but he also thought ahead enough to forestall the objection I was just about to offer, by insisting that the blessing be offered over the peanut-butter as well. Smart cookie.
PS: my spell checker is messed up. It's taking perfectly normal words like objection and turning them into objection and then objeClion. And I don't know who or what objeClion is or what he's doing with my blog. And it's not just objeclion, there was crack and tried and many others and I tried to click skip but I may have messed up a time or too. So let's pretend this is a bloggy game and you try to come up with the right word to match the right sentence, if you see one. Enjoy Bloggy friends and family! It's a little holiday bloggy party, if you are good maybe I'll serve dip.
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