Tick, tick, tick...

I am so tired. I was up quite late working on a Christmas gift, it's now noon and I haven't done anything today except try and guess what Connor is yelling at...and the game goes on. I have soooo much to do before tomorrow night, I'm not quite sure how I will get it all done. We're heading to Moncton to greet my siblings at the Airport and the clock is ticking in my head like a giant bomb, ready to explode at any minute. All that's keeping me going is knowing that I will have three people in the house who haven't seen Connor in a long time so the yelling game will be new to them. Thank you Lord...