It is 12:30 AM on Christmas. I have just finished wrapping the last of my Christmas presents. Dave is outside on the deck playing with Ryan's new telescope that he got from grandma tonight. While I was downstairs wrapping presents the dog was upstairs barking because he wanted to be out on the deck with Dave. I came up and asked Dave if he was ready to carry our life savings upstairs and put it under the tree. He insisted we wait to make sure everyone is asleep. Maybe they are still up because our stupid dog won't shut up. Mr. stargazer just wants to play with the telescope. Does he not realize that our offspring will be at the foot of our bed in approximately 5 hours ready to open presents.