Oh the joy of getting up in the morning and remembering that Samuel is home for Christmas! I slept much better last night. There's not much time for sitting around, I am making quiche, cutting up fruit (cantaloupe, pineapple, kiwi, watermelon), making sausage, bacon, and cinnamon buns. 12 of the kids plus some friends will be here in a few hours, and believe me, I have work to do. I mean, there is a towel hanging on that chair, and a folded one on the arm of the couch, along with a pair of fuzzy socks. There is another sock on the coffee table, along with a few candy wrappers, two grapefruit, two coffee mugs, and Jon's new StarWars cup. The cardboard and the returnable bottles need to be taken out.
We are having a heatwave here in the Northeast, 62 degrees out. Paul is out for a walk, which I rather envy...I have so much to do, but it probably would have done me some good to go for a walk instead of sitting here writing about all I have to do.
Ah well....I will post if I hear anything from the doctor's office. If not, Merry Christmas!