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 The Christmas Ninja has struck again. He slices into the holiday season with the stealth of a deadly sharp katana through 3 year old re-gifted fruitcake. He sneaks into unsuspecting houses with his trusty sidekick "Fingers McFinn" bringing sharpened shurikens of jagged Christmas spirit and naughty nunchakus of  smarmy elf antics wherever they tread... and mostly that's on our nerves and across our living room floor with all their Birthday toys.

Please note Santa's workshop nestled quietly above sitting beside a wintery forest vale where the Nativity is taking place aggressively guarded by a combination force of Police SWAT and General Benteen's Calvary Division.

 These jolly elves are sure hoping for a super sweet Christmas despite hearing that they just might be on the Naughty list this week... But despite of (or perhaps due) this fact they decorated their purple tree to get into the merriest of moods.

 Then they jetted out in the rain and wind to deliver some food bank reserves to Santa on the garishly illuminated firetruck while some coal elves visited our house and left chocolate coal as a dire warning.

Then, to make matters even worse, their Dad did something really naughty.  Here they not so sheepishly pose in the drizzly dark shortly after they pulled a 5-year old "weed" from an overgrown thicket of chokingly dense blackberry brambles and scotch broom"  More on that next week. But in the meantime, despite what it looks like that's a saw handle and not a beer that Simon is holding.

 Later, back in the house, the boys helped bake the first batch of Christmas Cookies! As always we started with a few logs of sugar cookies and several dozen double chocolate crinkle cookies. The boys and the cookies were well doused in confectioner's sugar by the end of the evening.

 Is it just me or does Simon look about 15 in this picture? I've been telling Katie that lately his new kindergarten attitude sometimes makes me think we actually have a 13 year old girl around the house making my life difficult. And Finn just tells fart jokes (or lets them...) "Who farted? Oh wait it was me..." Happy Holidays.