Gingerbread houses have been decorated.
Other gingerbread houses have been visited.
O Christmas tree has been felled.
Reindeer have been spotted.
Christmas trains have been admired.
Gay apparel has been donned.
Christmassey bakes have been baked.
Terribly poor pictures of children have been taken in front of light displays.
Christmas cookies have been delivered.
Christmas movies have been watched.
Laps have been sat upon (or at least near):
(The video’s not worth watching, but I didn’t take any regular photos. Santa looked up at me after the boys talked with him and he said, “Two of them don’t care what they get for Christmas and one was unintelligible.” Then he taught Vincenzo how to give a proper high five and I told him that’s all the gift Vincenzo needs for Christmas. Then Santa snuck about 20 mini candy canes into Vincenzo’s hood for him to find later. It was a slow day for Santa, and we loved it!)
Christmas cards have been mailed.
And now all there is to do is…wait. Christmas, BRING IT.
WHAT’S COOKIN’ 2NITE:
Spice-rubbed beef tenderloin
Salad (my usual)
Cranberry lime white chocolate tart