So I am up at the crack of dawn ready for my trip, drinking my morning coffee. When I got to the bottom of the first cup, there was a bug in it. Great. When did that get in there? I hate it when that happens. He was pretty little, so I don't think he drank much. The really good news is that he was still at the bottom of the cup rather than in my mouth.
Toby is sleeping in. How can he do that? It is Christmas morning. Well, not really, but it feels like it. I've made my blog rounds and started on my second cup of coffee. At this rate, he will not get any coffee. We are packed, but have several little things to do around the house before we can go. I'm quiverin' with excitement. By the way, I will take the Kindle, but do not know if I will be able to post, but will be able to communicate a bit.