It is impossible not to bite a candy cane. It’s the unofficial Tootsie Pop of Christmas.
No matter how many times you tell them no, they will still ask you every day if they can open “just one present” before Christmas.
Unopened presents make great ramps for monster trucks.
Christmas parties at school are major events in the lives of little kids.
There’s something mesmerizing about the voices of Alvin and the Chipmunks. Our boys haven’t a clue who they are, but their song can play on the radio and every activity in the house will cease, as they huddle around that player, captivated by the sound.
No matter how many Christmas cards you order, it is never enough.
Our kids like to get presents, but they also like to give. Brisco brought me a ball and a strip of wrapping paper last night and asked for help wrapping a ball to leave for Santa. “He might have a dog that can play with it,” he said.
There is no limit to the amount of Christmas candy a child can ingest.
Outdoor lights are a must.
Children have a way of forcing you into enjoying Christmas music.
The oldies are still the best Christmas programs on TV. Honestly, Frosty should really not have “Returned”.
The glaze doesn’t go on Santa’s cookies until after they are baked. (It was a blonde moment. And I had lots of help.)
Counting backwards is easier when you get down to 10.
Jefferson Airplane is alive and well and is now multi-generational, making its way into the hearts of our young via electronic toys. “Free ride…take it easy…” Sing it Brisco.
Children can live on boiled eggs and sugar alone for at least four days…and counting.
You know there really is a circle of life when your son and your husband are both excited about the same present: a midnight blue 1964 Impala, Hot Wheels edition.
And that’s All in a day’s work!
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