The Beatles Anthology! Two years this has been on my Amazon wish list but it was always too expensive. Glad to see it finally came down to a reasonable amount! Thanks Keri! Zach sure does have this pout look on his face, like, hey, how come no one got me this for MY birthday? I can share with him. I've been known to share things from time to time.
What a cool Mavericks hoodie! Now that the championship team has sort of been dismantled as of late, I'd better enjoy being world champs as long as I can. Thanks Mom!
Saturday we went to the YMCA to have breakfast with Santa!:
Kids: "And I think, it’s gonna be a long, long time
Till touch down brings me 'round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh, NO NO NO I’m a rocket man..."
Me: "Um...how is this a Christmas song again?"
Zach: "Ugh, I'll explain it one more time Daddy. Elton John is an astronaut, and astronauts survey the Earth from a great distance, similar to how Santa Claus surveys the Earth from a great distance!"
Me: "Um...wow...thanks for the incredibly detailed explanation son o mine."
Zach: "You know where to find me."
Me: "Hey Emmy, I think that is hurting Zach."
Emmy: "Nah...he makes this face in all of his pictures."
Me: "Oh yeah..."
And yes, after many minutes of waiting, ol' Santa himself finally graced everyone with his presence. He didn't give out any gifts though...but at least he smelled like pork rinds and Vicks Vap-O-Rub.
Zach and Emmy also got their letters to Santa done! Here's Emmy's:
This was literally the first thing I scanned on our new printer, so I may have not aligned it the best. But she sure covered her bases. Two normal front teeth? I keep telling her once all of her other teeth grow in everything will come together...kids believe what they want to believe I guess. New brains for my head!? Such impudence. Here's Zach's:
He wrote all that all by himself!! He had other things he wanted but, being Zach, lost patience writing and left the room. I bet Santa was listening though when he mentioned what he wanted.
I'm really big on writing letters to Santa. Most of your big blockbuster Christmas movies always seem to revolve around a letter that was sent and the kid wondered if Santa ever got it. And, sure enough, he always did. One year when I was twelve I wrote down every new Transformer on a piece of spiral paper and handed it to Mom. I got a few of them but not the entire catalog that I wrote down ha ha. It's always fun to think about things that managed to escape your mind from time to time. The other night Zach asked me to tell him a story of when I was a kid, which is usually does when it's time to go to bed but he's not ready to yet. So I told him about December 1987 when Dad was going to Canada for business. Our old church Kimball had this weekly men's breakfast club at IHOP and when I was able to get myself out of bed and dressed by 6:15 he let me come with him. Well, my birthday came around and Dad was out of town, but he did something really cool for me. The night before my birthday he called and told me to be dressed by 6:15 the next day. So I did, and a fellow member of the men's club picked me up and we went to IHOP and they bought me breakfast as a kind of early birthday party. That was...24 years go...and it still swims around in the deep end of the ocean that is my mind.
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