About the time that the kids were halfway through opening their gifts on Christmas morning, Julianna stood up and handed me this:
You see, her Mama never did get around to taking the poor baby and her little brother shopping this year the way her older brothers got to do. I know. I stink. So she was forced to go on her own resourcefulness:
It doesn't get ANY better than that, I promise you. Even the gift card to my favorite restaurant with free babysitting didn't hold a candle.
But that's just my $.20 worth,
P.S. I hope every single one of you had a Mare Crsmes.