You better watch out,
you better not cry.
You better not pout,
I’m telling you why…
Santa Claus Ryan Ray is coming to town!
It’s been 3 weeks since I last saw him (Thanksgiving), but my excitement that I am trying to contain feels like 3 months worth! Or quite possibly more, but it’s hard to count!
Here’s the plan:
First we’ll make snow angels for a two hours, then we’ll go ice skating, then we’ll eat a whole roll of Tollhouse Cookie dough as fast as we can, and then we’ll snuggle.
Actually, I think we’ll just snuggle. Because I cannot enjoy doing anything else without proper amounts of cuddling beforehand. Lost cuddling time must also be accounted for, which means by Christmas we can proceed with the plan. Next Christmas, that is.
Okay, okay. We could make cuddling snow angels. If it snowed… which it highly unlikely.
So in that case … back to the original snuggling-only plan.
Which includes a few of these:
I’m just a little bit giddy.