The extra two morning hours combined with a fabulously slow work schedule enabled me to unpack and find homes for four suitcases full of stuff, restock the refrigerator and still pick up Charlie from school a little bit early and make dinner!
Now the house is back together, the three of us are back on schedule and Otis is slowly coming around to forgiving us for abandoning him, but Charlie is still a bit confused. He definitely got used to having an abundance of cousins and friends and grandparents around for mutual entertainment and laughs. I don't think we've gone 20 minutes without him asking about Tyler or Elizabeth or Grampy or Nanie or Tom or Abby or Alexis or Mal-Mal or Ellie or one of his many Aunts and Uncles...and I know we haven't gotten in the car without him immediately requesting "BaBa House?" as if I'm a paid chauffeur. Last night he even ran off with the phone in order to "call Landon".
But who can blame him? We had more fun adventures in Kansas City than I could possibly sum up in one entry...so here is Our Twelve Days of Christmas
Twelve train cars rolling
Eleven mornings dawning
Ten frames of bowling
Nine tools a buzzing
Seven cousins asking
Six (million) geese a flying
Five cookie sheets
Four toddlers driving
Three axels turning
Two parents smiling
and One very merry Charlie!
