A little bit ago Kevin and Nicolaus were sitting in front of the Christmas tree watching the little toy train run around the tree, and Nicolaus started singing “Folsom Prison Blues” — you know, I hear train a-comin, comin round the bend, I ain’t seen sunshine since I don’t know when, I’m sposed to look for a present…
It was really cute and Kevin said, “Oh man, you should post in your journal about how our kid is singing Johnny Cash in front of the tree.” And I was all Oh no I can’t! I’ve already posted more today than anyone should ever EVER post, so sorry, no. No! They’re all going to laugh at me, no no NO.
So I’m not posting about that. I’m here to post pictures to illustrate today’s postathon.
The naughty squirrel in our attic
(Kevin and Nicolaus are putting the finishing touches on the new little squirrel house as I type this.)
Kevin’s birthday cake…
That’s it, I have no more to say. See you next weekend.