The gingerbread house my husband so bravely decorated with three little boys:
At 9 pm on Christmas Eve, I was just beginning to wrap presents. What was I thinking? (Maybe that wrapped gifts wouldn’t survive my two-year-old anyway…)
But I finished and was in bed by midnight. Not bad.
The boys helped wrap their gifts to each other. They started at 8 pm. I’m teaching them how to make their deadlines.
