Why on earth would we try to squeeze in our Christmas card pictures on a weekend already jammed with: a birthday party, chorus event, PTO fundraiser, back to back swim practices, car maintenance appointment, board meeting for Charlie, impromptu evening out for me, and of course teaching my weekly aerobic class (a student reminded me it’s been sixteen years together—whaaat?).
I lost my keys during the photo session. Charlie found them later, by flashlight.
All I can say is, if it’s true that all’s well that ends well, then we’re officially well. But whoa. Happy Monday.
p.s. here’s an outtake. Max’s face pretty much sums it up.