Christmas Tree Campout

Earlier this week we held the annual 'Christmas Tree Campout'

whereas the boys all camped overnight in the living under the tree and stayed up late playing board games and such.

{And by 'such' I mean things like wrestling, telling scary stories and piling blankets and pillows on top of each other to prove that we really don't need that much oxygen to survive.  It was a peaceful night, of sorts.}

 

 

In the morning we served a brunch of yummy Gingerbread Waffles topped with fresh cream and Christmas sprinkles, expertly arranged by our resident 5-year old.

Surgery

Thankfully all is well.

It only took two nurses, one Mom and a very strong doctor to remove the lump on the side of his neck.

And a few threats about needing to call Dad and maybe some minor bribing with DVDs from the library and his choice of *anything* for supper. {Dr. recommended chocolate cake, good grief!}

 

Now that it is all said and done he is happily enjoying the victory of 'having my bump amputated!' and bragging rights about getting stitches.

 

{I'm bragging about wrestling with a bull this morning as that is what it felt like!}

 

Enjoying a Star Wars DVD marathon today and Valentino's pizza - no peppers.

 

And thankful.  The doctor didn't seemed concerned at all with what was taken out.  So thankful.