kayre | My baby is all grown up....

... it's 9 a.m. on Christmas and she isn't awake yet. Of course, the fact that she danced and sang at the late service last night may have something to do with that-- and I'm sure she'll still squeal with glee at the sight of the 'so ugly he's beautiful' stuffed horse under the tree. I may need earplugs for when she sees the lumpy package that obviously holds a new bridle.

I, on the other hand, got out of bed an hour ago to attempt to dislodge the invisible pixies who are pounding on my eyeballs with hammers and chisels. Hopefully Excedrin will do its stuff soon. But I'm enjoying sitting and watching the birdfeeder and reading LJ.

Merry Christmas! Or whatever else you are celebrating, may it be a happy season for you.