We have survived the first leg of the marathon: Two down, two to go. It went a little bit like this...
Day one - Christmas Eve:
8:00am - Roll out of bed. Crap, overslept by one hour and had extremely weird dream where I traveled through space or something. Where am I? Ok, focus: go fry some sausage for the mushrooms. Downstairs - hit coffee button to brew already loaded machine. Proceed frying sausage...pluck mushrooms out of stems...mix in sour cream...how does a recipe with 3 ingredients take a 1/2 hour to make. Ok, there's Olivia - coming down the stairs like the little blondie in the Grinch that stole xmas.
10:00am - We're all ready. Christmas outfits on, we're shiny and clean...ready to go.
2:00pm - Holy crap, Lauren hates people. And there are 30 of them here. There's no place to take a nap in this joint! Stop trying to eat the paper!! Get scratchy adorable xmas dress off. That helps.
2:30pm - Have reached the point of no return with 11 month old who has not had nap. Load gifts, get coats, brave cold - one down, one to go!
6:00pm - Here we go again. We've napped. Load car. Bathed Lauren after she pee'd all over changing table and Christmas dress. Christmas jammies on - at this point, I would put her in a sack if it fit her. Vroom, vroom over to nana and papa's.
8:00pm - Lasagna dinner...delicious! Now, GIFTS! Woohoo, thank you everyone! Sephora gift card....glooooorious!!! Wii Fit - thank you Mr. Awesome!!
9:30pm - Load car. Go home. Lauren in bed. Daddy and mommy time. Watch Bad Santa...annual tradition. Raspberry vodka and diet tonic. Rinse, repeat...repeat...repeat...repeat....
3:00am - crap. CRAP!!!!!!!!!!
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