My vote is for #3. Call it a Christmas miracle if you will, but the boys were well behaved, the house wasn't torn apart and even the food turned out great! :)
I am always torn between whether it is nice or mean to bring people goodies at Christmas. Am I the only one that feels pressured to eat them all... when they are gone I feel like "Check, that's done, now I can relax." Thank goodness my whole family was in town this year to eat it all up.
I vote for #3 as well. I'm still queasy from all the Christmas goodies I've eaten, so I'd rather focus on the calm ideal of Christmas than the hectic, overstuffed realities of it. Call me a wimp.
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I vote for #1, as I thought it was going one way and then you end with 'Time for throwing up.' Love it!
I think I have to go with No. 3. Maybe because it's the calmest? I'm not sure.
My vote is for #3. Call it a Christmas miracle if you will, but the boys were well behaved, the house wasn't torn apart and even the food turned out great! :)
Aaah, the realities of Christmas! All three are great, but I like a happy ending, so I'm voting for #3.
One vote for "meltdown"!
I am always torn between whether it is nice or mean to bring people goodies at Christmas. Am I the only one that feels pressured to eat them all... when they are gone I feel like "Check, that's done, now I can relax." Thank goodness my whole family was in town this year to eat it all up.
I vote for #3 as well. I'm still queasy from all the Christmas goodies I've eaten, so I'd rather focus on the calm ideal of Christmas than the hectic, overstuffed realities of it. Call me a wimp.
My vote's for 'meltdown'.
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