• Dec. 26, 2007
Christmas morning tale...
Dan and I headed to bed around midnight on Christmas Eve. I was restless and did not sleep well. Morning came VERY early for us with the following...
Dan and I were sleeping... it was about 5:15am on Tuesday morning.
A knock on the bedroom door was faint but stirred us from our sleep.
Dan softly spoke, "Come in..."
An excited seven year old entered our bedroom and whispered loudly, "Daddy... mommy, look!"
Dan responded, "What son?"
Again the voice came more emphatically, "Look!"
My voice came next, "Is something wrong?"
The boy, "No, just LOOK!"
Dan turned the bedside light on and we both rolled toward the voice of the boy...
This is what we saw!
Ummm....
...those are one in a set of four fake teeth he got in his stocking...
his father did this!
This is who I live with!!!
Laughter ensued!
ROFLOL
The rest of the day, for the most part, was ABSOLUTELY lovely!!!
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• Dec. 26, 2007
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Posted by Anonymous
ha ha that's funny! I must tell you I have a pretty warped sense of humour too lol
amy
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