I am the ghost of Christmas Presents past (shamelessly stolen from my wife… If she won’t post, I will….)
Early Christmas gifts, rare collectable Cabbage patch dolls, remote controlled cars, and who knows what else… are nothing besides the allure of a brown paper bag with holes cut out.
(Originally the bag was a Christmas gift bag without holes… Until Supergirl fell backwards through the temporary ice chest.)
We still haven’t figured out the ears… but we have the neckwear under control.
Well, It’s been an interesting last couple of weeks. A while back, my dear wife started talking about me putting some of my photos up at the Library. Timeframe – Next July… There is a backlog.
Turns out… the backlog apparently works differently.
With the fort complete at 10:30pm Thursday Night, Friday meant it was time to get to Arab.
The Original plan was to come down Friday night, stay in Arab, and then go to the airshow in Huntsville on Saturday. Jeff had to work Sunday on a Literacy program for the Library, so we’d come back Saturday Night. Shades were drawn, and the kids wouldn’t see the fort until Sunday Morning. Perfect planning, deserves perfect execution, right?
There was a lot going on the next week, so after consultation with the Grandparents, we decided to try a handoff.
Which means CAKE, the all important food group.
Some photos showing the rest of the story…
We’re visiting the Grandparents Nicholson as it is Grandmomma’s birthday Friday and Poppa is taking care of some doctor appointments before his big annual fishing trip.
A pretty day for a trip to the Huntsville Botanical Gardens.
It rained in Arab too!
But that’s okay when you have stylish bug boots!