In three days, I will be sitting on the floor at Boy’s house wrapping presents and listening to this. I informed him last night that I would be “Christmas-ing the crap out of” his house. It’s necessary.
Christmas morning in North Berwick. His family. Whirlwind adventure up to Vermont. My family.
our family (and lots and lots of Benadryl)
my little heart
In the meantime, I have a tortoise to take care of and coffee to drink. And I should probably do some dishes.