Monday, December 20, 2010

It's Starting...

My younger son asked if he could open a present today--just one.  When told no, he wandered off and came back to ask again about twenty minutes later.  Put that scenario on a repeat cycle, and you have my day in a nutshell.  The gift in the photograph is not one of his.

2 comments:

David Cranmer said...

I understand your son because I do that with my wife. Her mom sent a bunch of presents and I'm like "lets open them! We have no adult supervision to tell us no. C'mon!"

She stays strong. Legend is weak.

Kate Diamond said...

Awesome! I always try to get my husband to TELL me what my gifts are. He never does, but it's still fun to bug him.