Merry Christmas to all...
My youngest is at the prime of his excitment/santa belief. He has been beside himself all day (all month for that matter). It's about 1:00 AM here, and he's already come downstairs twice, just checking, and claiming he can't sleep.
I'm beat, but I can't get that song out of my head that says something like..."your gonna miss this, your gonna want this back. Your gonna wish these days, hadn't gone by so fast". So I'm enjoying it for now...