Wassailling ...

 We went a did a bit of wassailing this morning outside Grandma's door.

The Madwoman failed to appreciate the finer points of our little recital and said 

that if you took the double esses out of the wassail it would be closer to the mark. 

And then she remembered she hadn't yet delivered our Christmas presents to her godson and his brother. More incompetence and inefficiency. We're just surprised she didn't wait a 

little longer and call them Easter gifts.

And then after a busy morning playing Santa Paws, we had a lazy Sunday afternoon.

Very lazy.

That's why we're late posting.

In case you were wondering ...