Hidey Ho
Well Christmas plans are effed. What's new. Nothing ruins the holidays like family. Is there a holiday tradition where we all hole ourselves up in separate rooms and not talk to each other? Cause that'd be awesome.
At least my tree just pops right out of a box. It's a lovely tree, except I always put my plush Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo on top which I suppose is disgusting. I never think much of it til the kids tell people there is poop on our tree. Um. I guess I should rethink my decorations...So now I'm scrambling trying to pull something together for my kids on Christmas. Dear Santa: Help.
Labels: christmas, family sucks, poop
2 Comments:
Sorry about your Christmas plans. You do so much fun and inventive stuff with your boys; they are so fortunate to have a Mom like you. I'm sure you'll think of something.
hey, I probably still have a crochet mr hankey somewhere. I still can't believe I made up a pattern for that...
Merry Christmas Jenn. and don't sweat it:).
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