Craig and I had four hours of free child care this morning. Four hours. Free. We went to breakfast at this local greasy spoon and I had a plate of biscuits and gravy. And I’m not apologizing for it.

This is our fifth Christmas in St. Louis and the third time we’ve had a
Christmas tree. We didn’t get one last year because we thought we would
be tearing the ceiling down over the break and it didn’t make sense
(turns out we waited until March for that fun project…). The five
female Dunhams are very thrilled to have a tree again this year. And
Clark (I mean, Craig) did a great job of getting it set up and the
lights on.