Lunch at McDonald's -- one with a Playland -- 3 ridiculously wired kids in the car. At least they're squeals of laughter right now. Earlier we had the Late December Pinchfest of 2012, not to be confused with the pre-Christmas Pinchfest of course. And ClaraBle screaming that Big Belle "smells like a pooper"....and then, with eyes brimming with tears, pridefully announcing "nobody loves me".
Sigh.
The scenery is getting very pretty. Snowy foothills, cattle on hilly slopes, powdered sugar branches, and a thin layer of clouds protecting our eyes from the suns reflective rays.
Cue screams, pinching, and a bloody nose from a picker in the backseat to add a lovely melodic backdrop to the serene outdoors.
Okay. I love everything we received for Christmas...but here's something to consider for next year, or any other time before that: Someone to take these Belles. Just for a night, or two. Chris and I can run away and escape to a quiet hotel room and relish in the hush.
Cue Baby Belle sticking piece of licorice in her ear to judge its entertainment value. Yeah, she ate it too. Who am I to deny her fun after all....
To be continued....
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