We traveled to Carlisle, PA for Christmas this year, but we did take some time on Christmas Eve morning to celebrate Santa's arrival at our home. Jack opened a few presents under the tree and played happily until we hit the road (here he is with his new train set, some Hotwheels, and a cool roadmap rug from Aunt Marge).I wish I could say the entire morning was magical, but... when we came downstairs to see what Santa had left under the tree for Jack, we walked right into a big pile of cat puke on our living room carpet. Upon seeing the puke, Jack gagged and promptly threw up on me (Patty).
Classic.
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