If the eleven-year-old Heather could witness this future she’d totally forgive the fact that she ended up living in Utah.
No animal was injured in the unwrapping of this Christmas morning.
Santa is obviously a huge fan of Pinterest, you guys. What a sheep.
Despite all appearances, we are not hunkered down here with guns and cannons and flaming menorahs.
This week’s link roundup featuring a ton of year-end nostalgia.
A rare moment when Marlo isn’t shouting marching orders to her sister through a megaphone.
I suddenly looked up and, oh. Christmas is next week. Next week. Or, as Leta puts it, THE FARTHEST AWAY ANYTHING HAS EVER BEEN!
Whenever I get a shot of Chuck mid-yawn I imagine him having a very thick Midwestern accent.
Normally I wait until Christmas Eve to wrap the kids’ presents so that when they wake up on Christmas morning it looks like the ground has exploded with bows and wrapping paper.
Looking this over, I kind of wish my closet was this organized.