This is what I miss about this time of year, the wonder you see in the faces of your children. Baking cookies decorating the tree together. All the stuff we use to do, but now they are too old to even think about doing, no letters to Santa, which ofcourse means I CAN'T say what I want to say so bad today to my youngest, "you know Santa is watching you and you are maybe getting coal" it's just and empty threat, okay it was always an empty threat, but now they know it, come on I need something here and if you are a mother of a teenager you know what I mean.
I must go try not to kill the sweet young one in this picture now.
Wow, looking at this picture no wonder Timothy said I've had that jacket as long as he could remember when I finally got rid of it this fall. LOL!!!