Merry Christmas to you all, again. Even though I told you yesterday and I'll probably tell you tomorrow too.
I'm taking a few minutes to breathe, somehow we are eating lunch and dinner for a dozen is only three hours away, but this is what happens when your children sleep in, and your husband wakes you up by climbing on to you and making sweet, sweet Christmas love to you before the day even begins.
And do you remember this post? I got everything I listed.
Even the tictacs, and most especially, the music.
There is sand all over my living room. What fun!
Have a wonderful day. Are you still warm?
