The most wonderful time of the year

My wife was bugging me to reblog this again this year, so I hope you all enjoy it. I know things have been a little slow around here for a few days (at least until this evening, I guess); that’s because Friday was the last day of school for the holidays and so I’ve been on dad duty for the past two days. We’re traveling for the holidays, so it’s actually about to get even quieter around here. I’ll try to pop in now and then depending on whether I have time, but I don’t expect to be posting regularly again until sometime in the new year. Thank you for reading and making this year literally four times more successful for this blog than last year. I really appreciate your continued readership! Happy Holidays!

and that's the way it was

It’s been a long time since I wrote one of these, so please bear with me.

I woke up this morning with a major backache. This was my body’s way of pre-injuring itself in preparation for the thing I’d been putting off all week, assembling my daughter’s main Christmas present. This year she asked for a new play kitchen. She’s had a plastic kitchen-thing since she was so little that I remember being terrified that she might try to pull herself up on it, which if she’d ever done so would have sent child and kitchen tumbling to the floor. But now, what with her being in kindergarten and being a purveyor of only the finest of pretend haute cuisine, she needs something more in keeping with her personal tastes and style. We would have happily gotten her a perfectly fine play kitchen, but then my parents got…

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2 thoughts on “The most wonderful time of the year

  1. Omg that thing is insane! Does she still play with it? Santa brought eamon a big train set last year & all it does is take up space in my living room

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