Within 2 frantic hours, Trixie and I solved a majority of our holiday shopping dilemmas on Saturday.
I think we did okay.
On Sunday we tackled our holiday cards.
Spouse and I did the cards while Trixie (5) licked envelopes.
At one point, she retracted to the background and then began to loudly hum “Smells Like Teen Spirit.”
Ok, this was nuts.
“Smells Like Teen Spirit” was basically the soundtrack to my sophomore year of college and takes me right back there every time I hear it.
For a five-year-old, her vocals are surprisingly good.
I love that she loves Nirvana.
Hopefully, I can blast some Pearl Jam and get wrapping help tomorrow night.