The kids are always patient for Mommy and Daddy to get moving and get coffee started.
The boys have been asking for BB guns for many months. I bought some on Black Friday, but Jason has told the boys, very sternly, to stop asking for them, we can't trust them and they just aren't old enough. I heard Tavis tell his brothers the other day that he definitely didn't get a gun for Christmas because there were no boxes the right size.
Little did he know that his parents were sneaky (and somewhat cruel).
After all presents were open, I jumped up and said I had one more to give. It was a bag. I handed it to Tavis and he looked in it. It was BBs. He was confused and thought they must be silver airsoft bullets. Then Jason came around the corner with three guns.
I think Tavis even got teary - he was so excited.
And Omar got a new bone!
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