A blustery night outside, stockings hung by the chimney with care, a toasty warm fire to sit by, and two sweet children taking it all in. I thought to myself,
"This will make a fantastic picture for my Christmas Eve post."
And then, just like it always does, the post wrote itself.
Read on to see what I mean.
|"Oh my goodness, what a sweet moment. |
Chris, come down here and get a load of this."
|"Wow. Nice faces, guys. |
Mags, no, no, no! Let Tuck go!
Hands to yourselves!
STOP!...WAIT!...Just SMILE for the camera."
|"Tuck, quit tickling her! Just look up at me. |
Mags, you can count his fingers later.
Look up at me and....
NO, MAGS! NO BITING!!"
|"Perfect timing, Honey. |
That better be 'grownup' hot chocolate!"
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE, EVERYONE!