This morning, I tweeted about needing to swing through our closest superstore for odds-n-ends. After loading our cart with a mega box of size 3 diapers for Norah and Hazel's day wear, size 4 diapers for their nighttime wear, size 5 diaper for Luke's day wear, and size 5 "Nighttime" for his nighttime wear--and yes, I do think about how much we contribute to our local landfills--I realized that being in the store with 4 children much longer would Just. Not. Work. Christmas grocery items would just have to wait until after they were tightly tucked in bed, and I was alone. Therefore, I grabbed a mega box of wipes and we headed to the checkout line. "Who wants to go to [friend/acquaintance/relative's]* house?" I asked. Julia and Luke cheered with excitement. So, last minute, as we left the parking lot, I phone said person to confirm they were home, and started on our 50 minute drive out of town that would end up being a wonderfully joyous time.
*I'm leaving out said person's name because of a privacy issue. It deals with a Christmas surprise issue...that would be a spoiled issue if said person's name was, well, said.
Then, yesterday's naptime decided that last minute it would usher forth more than just a rested 4-year-old. Take a gander at these:
So, last minute, we decided to schedule an emergency haircut. It's at 5 this afternoon.
Then, last night I found a letter from my Sneaky Santa. I tore into it finding my next letter:
And last minute, before I headed out with a friend to get a last minute Christmas present, I decided to flip through the mail one more time and found this:
Two letters in one day!
With one more minute--before naps are over--I'll recap the accumulated letters so far.
What's it spell? Anyone? Someone? I'm terrible at Scrabble!