Limping across the finish line.

I have a man cold. Everything is terrible.

Oh, Jen had a bunch of Christmas book suggestions, and mentioned I should order them used off amazon, and as usual, she was super right. I got a big pile of Christmas books for about $4 a pop. I might be most excited about Angelina Ballerina, as I remember that one fondly from when I was little.

We went and saw Santa and the reindeer today at our local nursery. Last year Eliza surprised us by screaming when she sat with Santa – we weren’t expecting that, since she has never displayed an ounce of social anxiety or stranger danger. This year we talked it up a bit, and took a family picture with him first. She didn’t get upset, but she breathed like Darth Vader the whole time.

All right, my man cold and I are passing out now. Thanks for stopping by.

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2 Responses to Limping across the finish line.

  1. HereWeGoAJen says:

    Haaa, the image of Eliza breathing like Darth Vader made me laugh.

  2. April says:

    We visit and don’t sit on laps or take pictures a couple times during the season, when it’s not busy. It really seems to help with the giant red suited man-anxiety.

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