Look who joined us for dinner tonight.
When Colin walked in the door, I told him someone would be joining us for dinner. He sheepishly grinned and asked "Who?" He went over and his face lit up when he saw the elf. I think he must have forgotten his name because he called him "the elf." Totally understandable considering he named him "Poof Guy" last year.
Poof Guy left Colin a letter that Colin was very eager to read. He listened very attentively as I read.
Then the questions began. Was he sitting there when I got home? Did he already have that food? Does he have a fork? Can Daddy touch him? Is today Christmas? Is tomorrow Christmas?
Meanwhile Sawyer couldn't stop looking at him and grunting and pointing. I learned really quickly that I'm going to have to make all the hiding spots up high because a 1-year old doesn't understand the no touching thing.
For inquiring minds, Poof Guy had a healthy sandwich with lettuce, red peppers, cheese, and bacon. Sounds delicious, no?
Here's hoping Poof Guy works his magic and we have 23 peaceful days ahead!