Home for the holidays. Doesn’t that just have such a lovely ring to it? It sounds so warm, and cozy, and full of cherished memories, sentimentality, and the one crazy uncle you always tell stories about.
My Christmas break has plenty of that, but mostly it’s full of my kids being out of school and climbing up the walls like cats cracked out on some government grade catnip. Since they’re both on school full-time now, I’ve had the past few months all to my lonesome and I almost, almost forgot what it’s like having them both home for such an extended period of time. Add in the hype of Christmas and Santa and the Elf on a Shelf threatening to murder them in their sleep, and the 2 weeks they’re given off from school remind me of a LOT more than just how close I can come to losing my sanity due to tiny humans I made myself.
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy Christmas. I think it’s fun, and I love the food (mmmmmmm food), giving gifts, seeing relatives , the lights, and did I mention the food? But there’s PLENTY I don’t really enjoy, and I always forget all about them until I’m preparing for the big day.
Yet somehow, we still mark the holiday as GOOD! Why is that?? Must be the magic of it all. Or maybe the eggnog went bad.
@Julieannefiu I still sing WRAPPED UP LIKE A DOUCHE. I think they're lying about the "real" lyrics
I sang SO many embarrassingly wrong song lyrics with such confidence. pic.twitter.com/Ww5TaAxY3r
@AndreaPerez0217 Not that I'm biased, but I highly recommend ;) Hope you enjoy!
Parenthood: you think it's gonna be all hugs & booboo kisses, but it's really cooking food everyone hates & scraping boogers off of walls.
School system: Here! Have a half day on Friday the 13th! Me: pic.twitter.com/Dy18C8R3dD
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