Since it seems that I’m unable to post more than a few sentences here on ye olde blogge, I’ve made the executive decision to subject you to some of my favorite photos. (Actually, you would be subjecting yourself by continuing to come here, but that’s something for you to discuss with your therapist. See? Bookerdog gives you topics to discuss with your therapist. So helpful! You’re welcome!)
Let’s do this.
This first shot features our heroes, one of whom recently knocked one of his front teeth out, enjoying the fruits of their Santa-worship. (Mom, that’s Santa worship. Santa. Not Satan. Big difference.) Oh, yes, (battery-powered) John Deere Gator.