First I had to catch up on like 437 blog posts in my reader. Before I was done, the twins bounced a dozen oranges all over my kitchen and lowered the value of our Charlie Brown Christmas tree by biting a few ornaments, squishing some, and chucking a few more at the living room wall.
I just know one day I'll look back fondly on this Christmas and the innocence of their youth. Maybe not this week . . . or month . . . or year . . .