*Anna reading Doug's childhood book "'Twas the Night Before Christmas"*
Santa called this evening much to the girls' delight. He told them he was getting ready to leave the North Pole and wanted to make sure they had some cookies and milk waiting. Anna asked him if he would like cheese with his cookies, how old he was, and if he was fat. Lauren had figured out how to access the Guitar Hero 2 tutorial and agreed to pause it only long enough to talk to Santa. I think she felt she needed to get a good word in for herself since she told Anna the other day she was pretty sure she was on the naughty list. She told Doug she was worried she might get a lump of "cold" (as Lauren calls it). So, we rolled out our cookie dough and decorated just enough cookies for the jolly old elf. We'll bake the rest tomorrow. Speaking of tomorrow, I got most of my cooking for tomorrow done today. Again, Jacob was super helpful. This is what my floor looked like by the time I finished my baking.
I kept foiling his cooking attempts so he moved on to the tree and decimated a few ornaments.
I finally incarcerated him just long enough to finish things up....much to his dismay.
After all, he was just trying to help. He couldn't believe the injustice of it all.
Mean old mommy. If he could just get to the phone to call Santa, Mommy would be the one gettin' the lump of "cold" this Christmas. Hmmpf.