Super Soaker Christmas

I should probably be finishing my Christmas cards, or doing laundry, or something wifely, but I felt inspired. I good dose of inspiration should never be wasted.

Another one of may favorite Christmas memory’s happened when I was about 12. We were spending Christmas in Chiliiwack with my Aunt and Uncle and my Mom’s side of the family. My sister and I slept in the basement in a room with bunk beds. Shortly after midnight I heard a creak and our bedroom door opened. An what to my wondering eyes should appear…My little cousin Mikey and a Super Soaker 150 squirt gun. As he stepped into the room I could see that over his shoulder he had a bundle of rope. He looked at us and said “Shhh, we gotta get up and catch Santa before it’s to late”. My sister and I were not as excited about this idea as a certain young ninja pajamas clad 6 year old. “Go back to bed Mikey”. I said rolling into my pillow. “No.” Said Mikey and he proceeded to point the super soaker at me. “It’s loaded you know. I could just pull the trigger”. He left the threat hanging in the air for about 3 seconds. Promptly my sister and I decided it wise not to soak down our beds on Christmas eve. As we got out of bed Mikey started to rattle of his plan at warp speed and then he stopped. “Just follow me ok”. Mikey walked out the door and directly behind him I closed it and locked it tight. “Sorry”. I said to my sister. “That wont happen again”. To the best of my knowledge Mikey didn’t catch Santa, but we caught some ZZZ’s.

I have French class tonight. I’m looking forward to it. We had to memorize a verse last week. Here it goes: “Je puis tout par celui qui me fortifie. Philipian 4:13. In English “I can do everything through him who gives me strength.”

Here are a couple of pics of Em from last Christmas. She was only 8 1/2 months old then. Just to see how much she’s changed.

Emily Claus

Emily et Père Noël