OK… so I was so flummoxed by the fact that I went so long not blogging and I was sneaking the blog in while Mom was working… (shhhh, don’t tell Big Brothers) that I TOTALLY forgot to put it in green… but it was me. OK… now that I have cleared that up, and let you know that it is in fact me again, let me continue to tell you about our Christmas adventure.
So after the day of shopping and whatever, we went home to Bellingham and snuggled into bed. Let me tell you though, it was kind of a scary ride because of all the snow. Weird that all of us came from living in Texas and flew right into blizzardy conditions. Anyway though…. The whole family took off on Saturday morning for Christmas at Gramma and Grampa’s. And I know what you are thinking… Christmas wasn’t on Saturday this year. You are correct, it wasn’t, but sometimes you just gotta have Christmas when Uncle Sam says you can have Christmas, know what I mean? Well, I didn’t go for the Christmas thing… Christmas is weird, everyone getting new toys and stuff and you kind of worry that you won’t be loved anymore… so I just stayed home with Peanut and Zipper and we played around while everyone went for Christmas breakfast and presents. Well, noone came home until like, 7 o’clock at night! They were gone for almost 10 whole hours. It was SO crazy! Turns out that they had their big breakfast, which mom says was SO YUMMY, and then they opened presents, and then various people did various things, and mom and gramma and auntie Heather made a scrapbook present for Gretchen and by then it was getting late in the afternoon and people were hungry again (although how they could possible be hungry after the pounds and pounds of food consumed with Grampa’s amazing Christmas breakfast I have NO idea….) but they were hungry again and so they prevailed on his love of cooking and I am pretty sure that mom and Auntie Heather did the big brown eye thing and Grampa made hamburgers for everyone (and let me tell you, he is an EXCELLENT hamburger maker!) and they chowed down and then everyone left to come home. Well, mom came home with a TERRIBLE stomach ache. She thought she had food poisoning (turns out the hamburger wasn’t quite as cooked as it should have been and she didn’t say anything because she didn’t want to hurt Grampa’s feelings and so she just ate it. I thought that was kind of funny given the e. coli lecture from the day before but whatever….) and so she just got in her PJ’s, grabbed me and snuggled into bed. Papa Eric tried to get her to take some meddies but she was afraid that it would mask the pain and she would not know if it was too serious so she said no. So Daniel came in and played some songs on his guitar, and Sarah hung out in the bedroom too and mom kind of relaxed and tried to sleep. Well…. The next morning is when things started to get interesting… I am going to start a new entry for that though, because I don’t want it to be so long that you don’t want to read =) Besides, maybe I can get back in some people’s good graces with more than one post in a month… two in one week! One can only hope. Peace out dudes!
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