Tales From Christmas 2011 (Part One)

L. being as young as he is, there aren’t that many tales to tell from this past Christmas (two come to mind as I type this), but I think trying to put them all into one post would run too long, so I’m splitting the stories up.

First off, let me say that I received a traditional Christmas morning greeting by being woken up by bouncing on the bed and an excited voice trumpeting, “It’s Christmas!  It’s Christmas!  Time to open presents!”

Have I mentioned how much I loathe being woken up early?

Even so, one look at that adorable face and those bright excited eyes evaporated my irritation like morning mist under a blazing sun, so I chuckled and rolled out of bed.

I just hope your mother woke you up gentler than she did me, son.

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