I Believe

This holiday season among a sea of non-believers, I believe.



I believe Santa does exist.



I believe because we got two big packages of goodies in the mail, full of all kinds of great stuff.



I believe my kids have never been happier to get up in the morning just to eat American cereal.



I believe a man's (and boy's) place is in the kitchen rolling out cookie dough.



I believe the kids decorated these cookies optimizing the icing and candy on each one.



I believe this is the first year that a gingerbread house has been assembled by the kids (and me) without crying (or in my case, swearing).



I believe our dentist is glad we're returning this summer so he can finally purchase that boat he's been dreaming of.



I believe these are the best Caesar salad croutons on the planet and that I have finally perfected my Caesar dressing. Perfect to make for Christmas dinner. Except, I won't be able to.



I believe I have used these wipes as a shower when travelling to places without indoor plumbing and I'm positive I'll do it again. And soon.



I believe this is going to be our most unconventional, yet mosquito and sunburn-free Christmas ever.



And I believe that we would not have had the Christmas Spirit this year without those two boxes sent by our Santa, Deb Dolan.

Merry Christmas to all. And to all a good flight. Or night. Whatever...
xoxo The Loerzels