Hope your Christmas has been wonderful – full of family, friends, and fun. Kale came home last night in time for chili and Christmas Eve traditions. Now that the kids are a bit older (even when not acting their age), they entertain themselves with their devices, old style pool, stalking with corks (not knives), and other sibling pursuits.
At the wild Orban ranch, Christmas was saved by the bun. I was hanging on the couch, doing the usual couch potato activities (read: messing with photos, cruising the internet, looking at recipes, or Facebook), when, the No. 2 ball, propelled by the cue ball, shot by an aggravated Kale (recently skunked by Alaina), beaned me on the back of the head.
It should have hurt. Or knocked me out. Or require a trip to the ER. But, the accuracy of Kale’s 2 ball, missing the pocket, hit square on the back of my bun. It turns out that having my hair up was a good plan.
So, we got to partake of additional traditions – reading the night before Christmas (2 versions), and hanging the stockings with care, and taking a couple of photos.