Our house is bustling with
Our house is bustling with Christmas preparations. Ev is a little confused by all the activity. But like I told him this morning before he got out of bed--"Get ready buddy, over the next three days you are going to be spoiled more than you ever imagined." Indeed.
Daddy is currently doing some work from home for someone at the college. It's a little project that he needs to get done and he's been on the computer and phone all day trying to get things to work properly. Mommy is finishing up some last minute things on some gifts she's been working on--and hoping for a Christmas miracle that she will finish them on time. Another Christmas miracle that would be nice is for us to win the $260 million Powerball jackpot, but let's not get our hopes too high!
Daddy's been on Evan patrol all weekend while I cleaned the house--he's been nice enough to take Evan out in the afternoons so I can get everything done. I think he might do the same thing this afternoon. He's been a wonderful help and I couldn't have pulled it off without him.
For now, it's off to play with the man. He's ready to get moving.
Ev had fun playing with the mirrored closet doors in our hotel suite, but he did not enjoy riding around in the car or sitting through Daddy's graduation ceremony. He was actually doing okay until some people behind us started screaming bloody murder when their child/spouse/friend/whatever graduated. Ev jumped about five feet off his seat and started to cry. He wouldn't stop crying--he was so riled that Papa had to take him out of the gym and walk him around for the rest of the ceremony (he even took him in the locker room to run the shower to help calm him down--we have a sensitive little boy).