Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Why I'm Blue on Christmas Eve

The love of my life, the darling of my heart, the sunshine in my day, the sparkle in my eye -- who was supposed to visit for Christmas -- had to move far far away. Instead of playing with my nephew and showering him with Christmas gifts and chocolate and love, I have to settle for pics. I am blue and sad and pouting and barely holding back the indignant tears.


This one just came in this morning. Isn't that a face you'd gladly hock your house for?


2 comments:

Anthony said...

Too cute for words!

Alex Moore said...

he's da bomb.