Each year, I try to give relatives who live far away, and don't have the opportunity to see what my boys are like, to get glimpse of what our house sounds like day-to-day. Here are a few samples of the lines from the inside of our Christmas Card of 2008.
- I'm not having dessert: I just saw dinner and I'm NOT eating it.
- Mom, is this safe? (Probably not if you have to ask.)
- My hair is turning blond. Yes, honey, it's from the sun. No, Mom, it's like this even in the shade.
- Mom, if Santa brought this, why does it say "made in China?"
Merry Christmas to you all.