Oh boy. It is 8:48 am, frreeeeezing cold outside and my children are dead set on running in circles in the front lawn in their jammies to sing ten, yes ten, rounds of jingle bells. All the while they ring jingle bells and sing at the top of their lungs. They come in after every song, stand by the wood stove to warm up then grab their bells and out they run. 
They made me promise to serve hot cider when they get in to warm them up. What ever put THIS idea into their heads I dunno. It wouldn't surprise me if it is all a ploy to get cider. Hmmm....But I am upstairs, and I hear them laughing, singing at the top of their lungs, ringing jingle bells and making a a wonderful memory. Goofs.
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