Patrick and I have started many traditions for our holidays as we wanted them to be less dysfunctional. One of my fave traditions for Christmas is how the kids are led to find their Christmas stockings. Since they know there is no Santa Claus(Joshua and Sarah were the ones who proclaimed loudly to your children there is no such thing as Santa...sorry) I wanted to come up with a unique way of still having fun with the stockings. I unwrap Hershey's kisses and make a trail from each childs bed to their stocking. In this house they are known as Reindeer turds. The joke never gets old of course, and to see my kids laugh when I ask why they are eating turds at 7 in the morning...priceless.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
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I sort of like when I have computer problems and can't read your blogs for a while. Today everything was up and running and it was a treat to read a bunch at once. Just so you know my five year old is also one of the kids that may ruin the whole Santa thing for other kids as he too proclaims, "there's no such thing." It hasn't posed any problem in past years, but I'm afraid this may be the year.
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