No. There were no moose present at the ward Christmas party tonight. Santa was there though. The kids were all excited to see him. Except, I don't think JJ quite knew what to think of him.
The kids and I face timed with my parents tonight. The kids were acting goofy. They were happy to talk to their grandparents for a little bit.
I talked to my parents for a while when the kids left. Somehow we got on the subject of moose. My dad, for the longest time, would get a moose for Christmas. I don't know how it started, but in some form or another, a moose would appear each year. It has kind of been a joke in our family. They have a moose hanging on the lamp. It has magnets in its limbs to hold it up. So of course I was thinking of Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Who doesn't think about that movie? And the phrase "A moose once bit my sister" got stuck in my head. It's ok. It's just a flesh wound. I think I'm going to bed now.
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