I hope you are all having a great day. It's almost 2pm and I'm only mouse about in TaterTown. Connor is passed out on the couch among a scattered mess of Connect 4 checkers, a military helicopter, and two Transformers that neither his father nor his mother can figure out how to "transform". Bob has been in bed since around 11:30 this morning--the lovely cheese fondue we had for Christmas Eve dinner last night got the better of his gastrointestinal system and he was up until around 3am with an upset stomach. He's feeling fine, but really tired.
We all got some great gifts. My personal favorites are the lovely earrings from my boys and the nice deep teal sweater from my mom. Bob also gave me a digital photo frame which I am looking forward to loading up with pics for my desk at work.
Connor is loving his tabletop pool table and his StormTrooper helment.
He'd be liking his electric guitar. Except that I didn't know it needed a nine-volt battery and we have NONE of those. We have about 15 lbs of all other batteries. But, NONE of those.
And finally, the results of that lowly squash and its incineration:
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