Christmas Eve Eve.
Time to don our jammies (kids only...that would be too embarrassing if we broke down!), pile into the van, grab some hot chocolate, and drive around looking at Christmas lights.
OK, everybody. Find a seat!
Wait, wait, wait...
Finally, here we go.
Hot chocolate in hand. Poor Amarin...he needs special hot chocolate that doesn't make him throw up! Who ever heard of chocolate making you throw up?
"I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus..." was ringing through the car. So, Jamie leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. This is the reaction from the boys. They're so silly....covering their eyes and squealing. Then they laugh and tell us to do it again!
And we see you peeking, Amarin!