It's Christmas morning, and nothing says Christmas morning like blogging.
Excuse me if my post is a bit incoherent today, short sleep will do that to you. My older Brother Peter was up at 6 a.m. and of course, once he was up, noone else was going to sleep in. My ghost writer (daddy) is a bit exhausted, so he may not be up to his usual excellent standards in translating for me.
Peter got some cool gifts, even though he suffers from having a birthday close to Christmas which siphons off most of the real fun. "They were all good," Peter says when Daddy asked him which was his favorite. The most promising before opening would have been Zoo Tycoon for the DS, and Sim City 4 for the PC, the later given him by his uncle Jim. The only problem with both is they require a learning curve, and some degree of frustration to begin. More than daddy could tolerate on Christmas morning sleep, see above.
I got some neat things, too. A couple lighted toys, a few new outfits, and a weird fuzzy animal that makes noise. I got to roll around in a lot of wrapping paper, too, and do my best to smash some empty boxes.
Even Daddy did allright. And, unlike his housegroup pastor, Matt Burley (see his blog http://burlyfamily.blogspot.com), he managed to refrain from buying himself a lot of gifts beforehand. Ok, Ok, so he did have that mental lapse and bought the pans two months early. But that hardly counts. They became garage sale proceed gifts, not Christmas gifts anyway.
Excuse me if my post is a bit incoherent today, short sleep will do that to you. My older Brother Peter was up at 6 a.m. and of course, once he was up, noone else was going to sleep in. My ghost writer (daddy) is a bit exhausted, so he may not be up to his usual excellent standards in translating for me.
Peter got some cool gifts, even though he suffers from having a birthday close to Christmas which siphons off most of the real fun. "They were all good," Peter says when Daddy asked him which was his favorite. The most promising before opening would have been Zoo Tycoon for the DS, and Sim City 4 for the PC, the later given him by his uncle Jim. The only problem with both is they require a learning curve, and some degree of frustration to begin. More than daddy could tolerate on Christmas morning sleep, see above.
I got some neat things, too. A couple lighted toys, a few new outfits, and a weird fuzzy animal that makes noise. I got to roll around in a lot of wrapping paper, too, and do my best to smash some empty boxes.
Even Daddy did allright. And, unlike his housegroup pastor, Matt Burley (see his blog http://burlyfamily.blogspot.com), he managed to refrain from buying himself a lot of gifts beforehand. Ok, Ok, so he did have that mental lapse and bought the pans two months early. But that hardly counts. They became garage sale proceed gifts, not Christmas gifts anyway.
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