Well if I have been busy juggling. Between two little kids, two elderly parents, and my stepson, my lovely little bungalow has suffered. After we pulled up the lovely cream/grey carpeting and found what I think are maple floors, things kind of came to a halt.
But I have to share what my 3yr old son said today.
We were talking about Santa. Where does Santa live?
My 3yr old replied with a serious face. Santa lives in Wal-Mart.
No, Santa live in the North Pole, after we were done laughing.
NO! Santa lives in Wal-MART!
Ok, Santa lives in Wal-Mart.
Sometimes, it's just easier.
Monday, December 17, 2007
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