Anyway, Nancy entered our lives and she is loved. Let's hope she makes it. The birthday party came and went without an accident or anything. The girls chose a movie and then cold stone creamery. Then we had to "hurry" home to play with Nancy. Maleah is now officially ten.
I am really old and tired, but it's not all about me.
Now, the Christmas marathon of wrapping paper and missing scotch tape begins.
Bring it.
Soon we'll be singing to Baby Jesus on Christmas Eve.
Merry Christmas Everyone.
1 comment:
Let's just hope that Fancy Nancy doesn't get lost in the walls of your home...or get pregnant and have a bunch of hideous, hairless, blind, rodent babies......Happy memories! I did see her mapping her escape route in your house while inconspicuously rolling around in her ball.....hmmmm....
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