The other night when Reilly and I were getting ready for bed, I could sense that he wanted to hear a story.
With Christmas on my mind, I decided to tell him one of the most recited Christmas stories:
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
Wait a second....
Sugar-plums?!?! What kid in their right mind dreams of sugar-plums?
I have NEVER had a dream about sugar-plums, and I certainly wouldn't the night before Christmas.
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| Now that's more like it... |
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| Pretty sure if he could speak he would be saying, "Please stop torturing me!" |
Did any of you notice that the price tag is still on the footie pajamas that I got from the kids department at Target for Reilly to wear?
Yup.
That's why you always wash your clothes before wearing them.
T-minus 20 days until Christmas...
lmao. Oh Sowens. You're my absolute favorite.
ReplyDeleteYou're not too bad yourself. :)
DeleteHoly Kris Kringle! This was too freaking funny. I think it is extra funny because you are returning Reilly's pajamas!! LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThey are already returned. :)
DeleteI started getting paranoid during the return because I noticed some dog hair inside the pajamas. How would I have explained that??
Amazing! The photo editing skills here are impressive. You crack me up Sarah and Reilly... um, I'm sorry for standing by while you are tortured... don't hold a grudge... please.
ReplyDeleteoh dear Lord - you returned those pajamas with dog hair!? nasty!! you are still the funniest person i know though! ;)
ReplyDeleteIzzy's ensemble is amazing, LOL!
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