The next morning, we were off to church to perform the Christmas pageant. After the pageant, we all piled into the car and drove to Westminister to celebrate my family's Christmas, which we always celebrate early. This year, my oldest sister brought her new boyfriend and his daughter, so we all made sure to pitch in for an extra round of presents. The new girl got no lack of attention, getting just as many presents as my daughter. Meanwhile, my great nephew (yes, I have one of those) loved playing with the wooden trains and now adores dinosaurs.
The evening ended with a bam. DesignGirl fell off the treadmill in the basement, banging her knees something fierce. We had been prepped to go to another pot luck, but she wasn't up for it, so we called it a night early and went home.
When we were almost home, Daffy Duck came around on my MP3 players, so we listened to "More More More" about five times in a row. It's classic Mel Blanc, so it's as funny as you might think it is (unless you really don't like Daffy Duck).