Somehow, we missed the start time for Michael's soccer game today. He has another one at 2, (yes, I'm sure of the time) tomorrow, but since we are getting freezing rain right now, I have a feeling it may be called off.
There are a few presents under the tree. The biggest one is for me from Sean. It has all kind of "no peeking", "no shaking" instructions on it. There is also a card on it. I asked him the other day if I could read the card. He said I could. I open it up and it plays music. Inside there is a piece of paper that he has written:
"What are you thinking? I knew you would look so I booby-trapped the card with music and I'm not going to write in it until December 24th. I love you, Sean"
He starts cracking up and says "I knew you wouldn't be able to wait".
I hate it when he's right.
