2 days ago my rice told me this:
Which is clearly a sign that I need to go to Target.
Yesterday Vance told me that our visit with Santa and the real reindeer didn't count.
Son, your whole family climbed into a sleigh that was parked outside of a Dairy Queen on a busy street and had their picture taken with Santa, a reindeer, and a backdrop of a wintery village.
This morning I told Justin that I can't live with the yellow much longer.(The majority of the house is painted yellow.) I'm not a yellow person, nor am I a red person which so happens to be the color of the dining room. Now that I think of it the powder room is sage green which means this house is like a hot dog.
It's ketchup and mustard and relish on the main floor.
Unfortunately, Vance's room is hot pink, so his has to be the first room that gets painted. And have you heard that Christmas is almost here? Guess I should start my shopping and find a way to live with the yellow for a bit longer.
Happy Tuesday everyone!