No parties to go to or to host, no presents to make or to wrap, no decorations to put up or to take down. There's a pizza in the oven and a dvd in the drive, waiting for us to be ready to eat and watch -- we both like Good Eats from the Food Network these days. K is drawing at her little table with her Smencils and Cray-Pas, making sound effects for the tigers and pirate ships as they appear on the pale pink card stock she's using.
And now she's found her recorder. "Try to guess what song this is!" Since she can only play one note, that's kind of difficult. I must go now before the desire to wrap it around her neck overwhelms me. (The song, in case you were wondering, was "Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer.")