Joys of Christmas

Christmas ain't easy!


Especially when there is a "sing-a-long" and I can't be sure of
what song I'm supposed to be singing


Christmas is hard. Especially when you need the "jaws of life" to
extricate your kids toy from the box it comes in

Wait a minute Tanner.....hold on.... just let me get that box off.....

Two hours later.....



Christmas is hard when the wrapping paper is more like an
indestructible tear resistant polymer and less like a decorative
disguise.
Use your teeth Hailey. If that doesn't work then I'll get the chainsaw


All that work for a bottle of lotion?


Christmas is hard because I usually get confused with Dave's choice
of gifts. This year he got me a Kindle (yeah!) But also two boxes
of books (huh?)


Christmas is hard for Dave because I always give him gifts
representing a "theme". This year I paid tribute to his "metro"
personality. I gave him some fabulous leather boots, a
merino wool scarf and gloves. Unfortunately, I forgot to
include the West Side Story Soundtrack--- "I feel pretty, oh so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and ___!"



Sniffles, the guinea pig, is the only one that doesn't think Christmas
is hard. He doesn't have to unwrap his Christmas carrot.