We were well-prepared for Santa this year thanks to Uncle George. He gave us some reindeer food and cookies to leave out.
Jen brought over The Grinch Who Stole Christmas and I read it to Pip and Viv before they went to bed. I think they were horrified at the idea. It went on and on ... each page getting worse and worse. Vivian was in near tears. Pip was incredulous. Finally ... FINALLY ... just as they were losing all hope, that Grinch realized the error of his ways. I can not say that Pip was convinced Christmas is not at all about the presents ... he may not have been one of the Who's able to sing Christmas morning, but he appreciated that perhaps he should be able to sing. The next day Grandpa trotted out form the back with his Grinch tie on. Vivie was not impressed.
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