Spicey Spencer

Spencer was taking a nap. In his bedroom. In the basement. Totally asleep, zonked!! I know this for sure because I was sitting on the edge of his bed scratching his back and singing until he started to snore. Then I scratched the back a tad bit longer, just for good measure. He was wasted.

I'm not really sure how long that lasted, but about 45 minutes later I entered the basement to this waste...
1 bottle of parsley flakes
2 bottles of beef bouillon
1 bottle of chicken bouillon
2 bottles of cinnamon
1 bottle of garlic powder
2 bottles of black pepper
1 bottle of chopped onion

Sweet. Spicey. Just the way I love my basement to smell. And when I'm killing myself on the treadmill tonight, I have a feeling I'm going to crave some chicken noodle soup...

The Nativity...a la Spencer

We LOVE our Fisher-Price Nativity set...thanks, Lorene!! Here is what it is supposed to look like:
The next 3 pictures are Spencer's interpretation...basically, he isn't very fond of the "butterfly" being on top of the stable. He much prefers to have the blessed event heralded by the sheep, wiseman, or cow!