Christmas Eve: finish wrapping presents, bake cookies, prepare breakfast casserole, clean house, help Jeff (who threw his back out sneezing), nap for everyone but me, go to in-laws...eat/chat/ rescue my child from Santa/ herd B away from fire/ eat/ chat, go to my fam's...eat/ chat/ rescue my child from Santa/ entertain a sleepy kid/ try to feed a kid who is hopped up on cookies/ open presents/ chat, get home hours past B's bedtime, pray B sleeps in, try to sleep but don't succeed til 2am...shit, have to get up at 6am.
Christmas Day: shower, bake casserole, brew coffee, drink coffee, drink more coffee, welcome in-laws, eat, drink more coffee, B breaks an ornament, open presents, B fights with cousin over presents, B breaks another ornament, open presents, clean up, pack up presents to head over to my fam's, drive, arrive, drink more coffee, open presents, nap!!!!!, eat, play games, plan shopping trip for next day, drink some coffee, pack up truck to head home, get home with a sleepy baby hours past bedtime, organize gifts, sit, watch Jeff play Guitar Hero, think about sleep, upload pictures (where are they??), think about making some coffee but decide sleep is a better option.
Craziest 36 hours. I have few pictures to prove it, but it was pretty fantastic. Hope yours was too!
Up next: post Christmas shopping, Katy's party, Paddy to the vet, plan Tastefully Simple party, visit from the bug guy, Science Center with dad, make good on lunch date with grandma, catch-up on my Tivo...
1 comment:
Keiko, when you're done being a SuperWoman and making me feel bad about trying to decide between making Eric go out to get breakfast for me or going back to sleep, you should drop me a recipe for that breakfast casserole. I felt like that was missing from my Christmas morning, somehow.
Oh yeah, and if you and Jeff ever want to get together to play Guitar Hero, we are SO down.
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