Today we picked the kids up late in the afternoon. I had cookie dough chilling in the refrigerator.
The boys helped Grandpa burn a brush pile and chopped some stumps, while Lizzie and I baked the cookies.
We then had to do a taste test. I told the kids, I do hope 50 years from now, they remember the night they iced sugar cookies with Grandma and Grandpa.
While I went to clean up the mess, they called home to ask to spend the night with us. Luckily they live less than a mile from us, so Daddy ran their pj's over.
An hour after I tucked the little one in bed, she was still awake. She said to me, "Santa is coming tomorrow night when we sleep. He's gonna put presents under our tree."
Now isn't this what Christmas is all about?
If I don't get back on the blog tomorrow, I want to wish all my blogging friends a very Merry Christmas. I also must mention my oldest grandson, as he is now leaving comments on my blog! Love you Brady.
MERRY CHRISTMAS ALL!