Okay, first day back with everyone in the house. Wow.
I should stop right there to give it the proper emphasis, but I will go on. Spent the morning trying to figure out B's *&;%^$* Ripstick that I hoped and prayed someone would get him for Christmas. By this morning, he was already asking if he could sell it on Craigslist. I, however, am hooked. Nope, can't move an inch on it, mostly just trying to balance, which from what I hear is NOT the way to learn how to ride it. Apparently you are supposed to place it at the crest of the hill, step on and scream "BLOODY HELL" as you go propelling off into space hoping to GOD that your life insurance is up to date. But as I don't even have a helmet that fits me, I had to be content with hanging on to Ben as he tried to walk me up and down the driveway. I swear I could hear Jerry, across the street, laughing his butt off. Don't worry, Favorite Aunt Laura, I will, I mean, B will prevail and conquer the Ripstick (thank you, thank you, thank you!). But then we took out the pogo stick he got from Nana and Poppy. I ROCKED the pogo stick. Can we say "21 jumps on first try"? Yes, I am a pogo goddess. Something to aspire to.
I am sad to say that I am dying to take down all the Christmas stuff, but as I made fun of Tutu not three days ago, for telling me that she used to have it all boxed up before Christmas evening, I shall have to keep it up until the sixth (aka the 3rd). I swear I hear pine needles dropping in my sleep, though.
As it is now 5 pm, I think that I can safely say that I survived the first day with everyone back. Dinner is planned (not made, but at least I know what we are having) and a movie is going in the VCR as type. The kids were actually quite wonderful last night, our official Family Christmas. B got L a pair of gold earrings that she thinks are quite glamorous, B and N came home to find their beds a foot and a half from the ceiling and I am already curious to find out just how they get all that crap on the floor when they apparently are never on it anymore....M got an upgraded video camera with, get this, NIGHT VISION!!! He is in heaven, or so I suspect since I haven't seen him much since he opened it up. Floki got a chew toy, but then had it taken away as he decided he had to take an unscheduled trip up the street to visit with the little floozy on the corner....Jeff and I got to watch our children interact like actual loving family members for about 30 minutes and it was pure heaven for us. The best Christmas present ever.
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