...yet they were thrown around our living room last night. Dad went with the toss in the air and smack the ceiling method this year. It eventually worked out and surprisingly no lights were broken.
^ I hope Charley finds it in his heart to forgive us.
^ Miss Anonymous. And in case you have good eyes and are wondering why half of my name is written on the fireplace, my brother Sean secretly did that with chalk one Christmas when we were little in effort to get me in trouble. And I think the reason it is still there is that it won't come off.
^ Dad began dancing with the lights...
^ And Katie and I began to get embarrassed.
Kate: Daddy, you annoyin'.
Hooray for Christmas Time! :-)