I just got home from Christmas shopping. I left after the girls were in bed…or so I thought.
I came in from the garage, and I found Denis’ laptop open on the couch, every light on the first floor on, and the dogs sleeping on the part of the couch not taken up with the laptop…but no Denis. Listen? Silence.
I could see that pretty much every light on the second floor was also on…so I crept up the stairs, and what do you think I found? Denis, Anna and Carrie all sound asleep in my bed – and sprawled over enough of it that I don’t think I’m going to be able to squeeze in. (Note to self: ask Santa for a king-sized bed.)
I feel a little like baby bear in Golidlocks…