After work yesterday, I took the boys to Hallmark to get their ornaments. They took forever to decide, and they were more interested in the Webkinz. They had little bird Webkinz that they wanted pretty bad, so I said they could get them, but they had to seriously work for them when they got home. So we left with 1 ornament, (one is coming from another store), 4 Christmas mugs, and 2 Webkinz. Then we were off to Wal-Mart for food for dinner. I figured it would be the only night we could get our Christmas dinner in. We always have steak, shrimp, baked potatoes, corn, salad (with special ranch) and rolls. By the time we got back it was after 6:30, and I thought everyone would survive on cereal, but tradition is tradition. Blake would only eat steak and salad, because he claims he is allergic to shrimp. Griff gave him one of his and Blake threw it back at him and it landed in his milk. This was the beginning of the end.

Griff didn't feel like eating because he lost the tag that was on his Webkinz. I always tell them to leave them on until after they have adopted them, but for some reason, they think I am a retard and dont't know what I'm talking about. So, everyone is looking for this little tag. I mean EVERYWHERE! Under the couch, rugs, stove, beds, in the washing machine, in all pockets, in the car, outside, in drawers, it was ridiculous. Griff then insists it's under the fridge. Ben pulls the fridge out, and I about died. So now, of course, I have to clean under there. We found lots of stuff, but no tag.

I had him go shower, think about it and maybe the next place to look would come to him. It didn't. We told him it was just time to move on, and maybe we would find it later. After Ben went to bed, the boys and I wrapped his present and put it under the tree. Blake picked up the big snow globe thing I have under there and VOILA, the tag! I don't think Griff will be as excited for anything he is getting for Christmas, as excited he was to have that tag.