I had a poem.
It wasn't working, so I hit backspace.
The time is 11:32 pm and for some silly reason, I am still awake. Today has been one of THOSE days. We discovered our oven is broken yesterday and it has thrown a wrench into everything. My peppermint cheesecake is possilby (most probably) over baked. I had to keep it in the oven longer than required and I had to keep messing with the temperature to keep the oven hot enough to cook it. It feels awfully hard now. The best cookies ever (peanut butter and chocolate) recommended by Marcy (Hi! Marcy!) came out crumbly because of my oven troubles. All this has led to worry, stress, and disappointment.
Add to that that Gracie and Luke won't nap, are in full blown Two Year Old Tantrum Phase III, and are having nightmares, I need a vacation.
Gracie and Luke fell asleep tonight after we read "Happy Birthday, Baby Jesus" repeating over and over what they want from Santa. Somehow, Daddy convinced them to say it over and over so they would dream of what they want. Gracie said, "Dolly, dolly, dolly." (News to me! She told me she wanted a red choo-choo.) Lukie said, "Choo-choo, blue. Choo-choo, blue." Luckily, there is a choo-choo under the tree for Lukie and I'm hoping Gracie will see Mr. Potato Head as a dolly.
There are also tubs of Play Dough, Magnadoodles, play food, and 2 Sit N Spins! Hiding behind it all are two MegaTubes of M&Ms for my chocolate obsessed toddlers. It is a lovely sight: our first real Christmas tree with presents for children. Daddy is so excited, he made sure the Flip Video Camera is ready to go. Me? I'm trying to come up with a special breakfast that does not involve an oven. Sigh.
Tomorrow we are off to Aunt Bec's house for yummy dinner and a, hopefully, edible peppermint cheesecake. Just in case, we are bringing Marcy's cookies and two pans of apples to make apple crisp. Fingers crossed that one of them work!
Tomorrow is a long day, so I'm off to bed...
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!