Last night while we were all snug in our beds St. Lewis came and left treats and little gifts in our shoes. Never heard of St. Lewis? How odd! To tell the truth, I had never heard of St. Lewis either, until this year. St. Lewis is the patron saint of Maxwell, apparently, because he is the only one that knows about him. St. Lewis' real name happens to be St. Nicholas. The other children didn't have much time to enjoy their St. Nicholas day offerings, since they had to hurry off to school in the freezing cold, but Max thoroughly enjoyed them. Don't worry though, Joseph was still able to stuff every last peanut butter cup into his mouth before leaving for school.
The other day Max, Joe and I were having a catch me and tickle me fight. Max did the throw your head back thing and caught me right in the eye. I now have a nice Zombie eye. Thanks for the shiner Max!
The other day Max, Joe and I were having a catch me and tickle me fight. Max did the throw your head back thing and caught me right in the eye. I now have a nice Zombie eye. Thanks for the shiner Max!
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