Ok, moving on.
Yesterday we took the tree down and put away the 948 snowflakes and the snowman and snow-woman that sing "We wish you a Merry Christmas" over and over and OVER. Oh, how I'll miss those until next year.
Anyway, when packing the ornaments, it was decided that the boxes needed proper labels, so David took Anna into the "Man Room" he introduced her to label-making. Because it's not enough that he's now got her hoarding card-board. Anyway, she was so giddy with the power of labeling EVERYTHING that she thoughtfully did this:
Also, I got a sticker on my arse that said "Mommy's butt". Just in case anyone had trouble finding it.