Shoe box finds

No no, you're not accidentally on the Playgirl website! I'm still going through old pictures...and falling over laughing. WHO IS THIS?? Okay, I'll stop now...my family is going to disown me. Unless I find a particularly ugly or funny one of myself - it may be my only redemption! On to other things...ONE WEEK...AAAHHHH. And too late for standard shipping now...if it ain't in Williamsport, then there are extra shipping charges involved...THIS is what 7 days left means in my house. And wouldn't you know, Duncan, who this entire Holiday season has asked for NOTHING but "Jack" (a Thomas the Train Front Loader), now decides there is actually more that he wants...so I am feverishly trying to search down his requests...sigh. I know, you've all been there - well those of you with children anyway. My Aunt Carla tells me stories of having to get "THE" gift each year and begging the sales lady to sell her the display model...and I clearly remember my sister tracking down those "must have" Christmas wishes (and she's Jewish!!!!). Just goes to show what we do for our children! But can you believe, even with all this craziness, I am SO excited for Christmas morning. I truly think I will be up before the boys in eager anticipation. Giving really is SO much better than receiving :)