Me: Ok, Duhgall, look at Mommy…
Me: Now look over here.
Duhgall: Okie Dokie.
Me: Now turn to the right.
Duhgall: I am already!
Me: Do you have any scars, marks or tattoos?
Duhgall: Say WHAT !? Geesh, do I have to tell you about the freckles on by tummy? That is a wee bit personal….don’t you think?
Me: Ok, we are nearly done. I need a shot to the left now.
Duhgall: Maw, you are really pushing it. You have my best side and that is good enough. I am done. D.O.N.E. Do I get a treat for this torture?
Me: Ok, now I know the only people who really smile for mug shots are the happy drunks.
Duhgall: I’ll give you a smile, but I promise I wasn’t drinking. Promise.
Me: Yea, that’s what they all say.
Duhgall: Are we done yet?
Me: Yes, and thank you. I love you , Mr. Dog.
Duhgall: I love you back.
Duhgall: I am FREE! Santa bailed me out and off we go!
Me: Santa’s got your back….he really does!
Duhgall: Paw, get me out of here. She has gone mad I say! And please take off this sweater!
Hoping everyone had a fun and Merry Christmas!
Happy Birthday, Jesus, and thank you for all that you have done for us. We love you!