tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post113545107696969659..comments2024-02-12T09:07:37.691-06:00Comments on I am doing the best I can: Puttin' the "Jesus F-ing Christ" back into ChristmasDawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12920042208198309201noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1135488850103936162005-12-24T23:34:00.000-06:002005-12-24T23:34:00.000-06:00I remember that feeling. How fun to get to relive ...I remember that feeling. How fun to get to relive it through your daughter. <BR/><BR/>Merry Christmas!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1135482031681673782005-12-24T21:40:00.000-06:002005-12-24T21:40:00.000-06:00I feel your pain/pleasure. The short person at my...I feel your pain/pleasure. The short person at my house is revved up to warp speed at the very idea that Santa is coming tonight. On the one hand, I'm enjoying his excitement, as the older kids have been over the whole Santa thing for awhile now. On the other hand, if I have to sing 'Santa Claus is Coming to Town' one more stinking time, I'll scream.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1135467943349687242005-12-24T17:45:00.000-06:002005-12-24T17:45:00.000-06:00Big-A keeps asking, "WHEN can we open presents? N...Big-A keeps asking, "WHEN can we open presents? Now?" Then 5 minutes later, "Is it time yet?"<BR/><BR/>Tonight we're giving her the Cinderella DVD, so she'll be in heaven. And then when Santa comes? Forget about it.<BR/><BR/>Merry Christmas to you and your family.<BR/><BR/>I'm heading over to mommybloggers to check it out!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com