Unless you're in my house, where the resident children wear Christmas pajamas featuring candy cane-chomping Santa sharks and Ninjas karate chopping Christmas lights, sitting under the tree reading Home Alone: the Illustrated Classic.
Yes, Home Alone is also a book.
The back story is I found this book at Target (and actually purchased it on Amazon, because cheaper) and flipped through it. It's actually REALLY well done, for being a book about that little shitbird Kevin McAllister. They took out most of the arguing, and the name calling, and Kevin being an asshole (mostly), and turned it into an actually well written story about how Kevin got left home alone and he misses his family but does all the grownup stuff and sets up booby traps for robbers.
I snatched up the book because it's basically the boys' favorite movie in the history of ever (especially Calen). This evening, we watched the movie and Calen read the book outloud. And, I had Cam was pour over it on the floor, which to me screamed photo opportunity because he's definitely the mischievous one of the two of them.
I had him look at the page filled with booby traps and his face told the rest.
Merry Christmas you filthy animal.
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