My newly-turned-one son had his birthday party today and I am a bit fried from a day of dealing with ketchup spills on the carpet, baby gates being torn out of their wall mountings, and overall chaos. And that was just the grown-ups. (Rimshot. Except I am totally not kidding.) In any case, my living room now kind of looks like Santa's workshop if the elves were a little too indulgent with the nog, if you know what I mean. A rolling popcorn popper was part of the loot, and I'm sure will be well enjoyed, but the present I was the most geeked about was Bristle Blocks. I may end up stealing them. Bristle Blocks! Whooo!
More tomorrow.
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