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Naughty or Nice



Daddy, Santa Puppy, Abbie and Amelia: Not breaking mommy's tea set during our hot chocolate party and sharing the Pepperidge Farm "Entertainment Collection" (ooo-la la) special cookies and saving me the Milanos and cookie cigars=Nice list.

(memory flash-Rob do you remember when we were living in Uintah and we rolled up newspapers and tried to smoke them on the drive way during the holidays? Good times. So glad your kids check my blog more often than you do for that little memory nugget.)

Comments

queenieweenie said…
rolled up newspaper? ew.

love the hot chocolate party idea...will be doing it later.
Papa Nacho said…
Now I know the real reason I cancelled all the newspapers. I thought it had something do with what's in them.

My only question now is why do you get so many newspapers on Sunday? Have you been keeping a close eye on Abbie, Mia and Max. It may be genetic you know!

Padre

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