The kid already has me awake at 5:30 a.m. on Christmas Day.
Merry Christmas, everyone. I encourage you to have cookies for breakfast today.
Hiccups
25th December 2006
25th December 2006
The kid already has me awake at 5:30 a.m. on Christmas Day.
Merry Christmas, everyone. I encourage you to have cookies for breakfast today.
Good morning and Merry Xmas.
I was thinking good thoughts about Chocolate Chip Pancakes. Not too far off from cookies for breakfast, I would think…
I hope you didn’t run into Santa !!
Merry Christmas to you, Maggie !!
We’ll have some egg bake and Swedish pancakes !!
Oh, I remember not being able to sleep on Christmas morning because of the excitement!
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas to you and yours as well! Now it’s off to eat some cookies and chocolate for breakfast.
In a couple of years the kid will have you up at 5:30am so s/he can open gifts… Just preparation for the future, as I see it! Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas, Mighty Girl!
Done. And I had some chocolate for good measure.
Merry Christmas Maggie! JT and Bri send their love.
I’m 35 weeks along and my belly has been hiccupping, too. When it first happened I thought, how cute. Then, like anyone else who has the hiccups around me, it got a bit annoying. And I can’t even say, hold a spoonful of sugar in your mouth for 10 seconds! Merry Christmas, Mighty Girl, to you and yours.
We sort of had cookies for breakfast. Our church is over a hundred years old and founded by a whole bunch of Swedes so it’s tradition to go to a 5:30 service called “Julotta” Christmas morning (kids in jammies, Mom and dad bundled into sweats and coats) and hear the Christmas story and sing Christmas hymns. After that we all go into the auditorium and eat various (usually sweet) goodies people have brought with them. In our family we open presents after that then all go back home to sleep till eleven when we get up to make the food for Christmas dinner.
Um… does Godiva chocolate count as a “cookie”? I think it does… so consider it DONE.
I made cinnamon chip muffins. I know, way too healthy for Christmas. But we had cookies for lunch.
My mum says I had hiccups pretty much every day for the last couple months before I was born.
Which doesn’t sound pleasant, but she got the least of it because I still have them every day.
Last week we welcomed Desmond who always hiccuped.
Merry Christmas. I just read your book (in one night) which is a good thing!
Anyway, I’m hopin’ it’ll take me out of my funk. Cheers!
#9—I wanna go to YOUR church!
Cookies, indeed. While my family eats a real breakfast, I’m digging into a slab of cheesecake the size of my head. Oh, that every morning could be Christmas morning!
[And that my butt could miraculously grow smaller as a result of my breakfast choice! Hallelujah!]
Hope your holidays are as sweet and filling!
Done — and washed down with coffee + Kaluha. Yay Christmas!