We opened one present last night and we got the same thing a toaster. I told everyone I didn't want a new toaster for Christmas. Now someone has to return one.
Cookies for Santa. He thought they were good, Reese's peanut butter ones.
Monkey bread this morning. And there is still some left. There wouldn't of been if all the girls were here. Okay I have stopped crying now.
Presley under the tree. Boy he needs a hair cut.