Evan is GREAT at stalling when it comes to bedtime. Tonight, he'd been in his room for quite awhile, loading stuffed animals onto his bed. Ryan and I were downstairs starting a movie, when I heard little footsteps at the top of the stairs. "Mommy?" (in a quiet voice) "Um, something happened to Santa's eye." I met him halfway on the stairs, only to discover that indeed - something DID happen to Santa's eye. Evan happened.


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