Yesterday was wrapping day at our house.

Number of presents to wrap: 1.
Number of times paper was pulled out to wrap: 4.
Number of times Phoebe dive bombed into the middle of the paper, ripping it to shreds: 3

I was sitting at the computer with Phoebe when her ears perked up and she took off down the hall like a bat out of hell. The next thing I hear is paper crumpling and Jake yelling, "G-d damn it!" She waltzed back out only to do it again. By the third time Jake learned to listen for her galloping and pulled the paper out of the way. I was no help, laughing and calling to her. I can't imagine wrapping any other gifts. If we have to I'm getting video of it. :D

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LMAO

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