Shopping is done, presents are wrapped.

Christmas music is playing in the background. The smell of vanilla and sugar cookies fill the air.

The kids are fighting, screaming, crying, yelling and breakdancing.

They are hitting each other with wrapping paper rolls and tattling every 3 minutes.

Then they stop in the living room and look at the presents, guessing what each box holds in store for them in the morning.

Tony is farting, hawking loogies in the toilet and yelling at me to get off the computer.

I'm yelling back at him "LISTEN, Mr.Drill Sergeant, I have done EVERYTHING, I have bought all the presents, stayed up late last night wrapping them, got up early this morning to finish the shopping, and you have done nothing, so don't you tell me to get off the computer, I can do what I want!"

Strangely, things are just the way I want them to be. This is my family, and although we are far from perfect, we are a family. A family who laughs together all the time, a family who realizes the most important thing we have is each other.

There is so much love in this house and I couldn't ask for anything else. I wouldn't trade this craziness for anything in the world.

Not even a night with Jay Mohr.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

And because I'm still having way too much fun with this uploading music shit, I'll leave you with the song me and Ethan have been poppin' and lockin' to all morning. It's about to get ghetto up in here.

Big Tymers- I'm Still Fly.
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