We had lasagne (their favourite by far) and a mache salad for dinner, followed by the most ridiculous try at fudge, ever. I thought fudge was supposed to be EASY! And to top things off, Jean-Philippe had to wisk it away from curious hands while the table was being set for dinner. When we came back, it had settled on a decided slope... and bloop! Hmmm...
Here, the pictures pretty much speak for themselves. Of the family prezzies that had arrived before the 28th, there was not one that failed to delight the boys. The boys watched Gramma & Grampa's gift of the Aristocats in their Evie jammas before they went to happy dreams that night. The next day, after Tomi's having secreted away a truck from the Larsons in his school bag and his having got it back home without incident (as in: no BAD! BOYS! at school had dropped it down a drain at recess - the unfortunate fate of one of their Playmobile men); after the boys having swooped down over the leftover lasagne and left nary a crumb for their famished mother; after said boys having been threatened with a nap, due to some petty squabbling... after all of this and more, the aforementioned boys of ours clamoured for the DOG! FILM! PLEASE! DOGS! from their GAMMA! GAMPA! And they got what they desired.*
*The other film they'd received was Lady & the Tramp...
