Someone was a bad little boy yesterday.
Sure enough, Squirt opened not one but two of his Christmas presents early and repeatedly. I caught him one time...the telltale rustle, rustle, rustle of tissue paper ripping even though he was completely under the tree and couldn't be seen. Just the occasional movement of a bottom branch and a swinging ornament.
He was extraordinarily repentent and asked me not to tell Santa.
Now I am wrapping them again.....
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