We convened in the dining room for a delicious dinner and then we sang 'Happy Birthday' to my boy. Miss Bit sweetly serenaded her brother on her new pink rock guitar. There are times that Christmas brings out the best in us.
We then visited and played games late into the night, or maybe early into the next morning. We played a hilarious new game that had me laughing harder than I have in some time. Let's just say my Dad was cursed to swat imaginary mosquitoes while playing air guitar, my sil had to talk on a CB like a french woman, and my brother had to act like he was in an earthquake and talk like a pirate while emmulating a pro wrestler for the duration. T. Bone was front and center with his PS3 trying all his new games for much of the night. Funny...but he was never alone.
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