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Ta-Da!

This is the preschool thru second grade kids singing Silent Night, in case you can't tell what they're singing.

Early this morning, I heard pitter-patter of little feet coming down the stairs.  The feet made their way through the kitchen and living room and I heard my door creak open.  The feet realized I was still in bed pretend-sleeping and made their way back out into the living room.  I heard the Christmas tree jingle and jangle like somebody was trying to move around it.  I heard some rustling about, then, in a tiny, scratchy morning voice, I hear, "Ta-da!"  I opened my eyes and saw that the Christmas lights had been turned on.  The feet came back into my room and I opened my eyes to see a pair of big brown eyes staring at me.

"Mom.  I turn lights on.  I hungry.  Can we set the table?"

I smiled my best morning smile and sent Tucker out to set the table.  I looked over at my sleeping baby and decided if kissing him was worth the risk of waking him up.  I heard Piper singing from her crib just as Avery stumbled down the stairs, eyes half closed, hair in complete disarray.  She asked in a scratchy, morning voice if she could set the table.  My cheery helpers set the table for breakfast as I brought Piper downstairs.

I looked at my agenda today.

1.)  Feed baby often, about every 1.5 hours.
2.)  Finish making cutouts.
3.)  Fold one load of laundry.
4.)  Crochet stocking for Piper.

I could get used to this not-working-40-hours-per-week thing.

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  1. SelmaDecember 20, 2011 at 10:46 AM

    Love the video...it always cracks me up that there always a few "rockers" in the bunch. Someone on the left really is going to town! Maybe he/she should have gone potty with Avery!

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