As I wade around the Hott House this morning, the day after Christmas, I am knee deep in wrapper, ribbons, and bows.  How about you?  Among the post Christmas remnants, I am up to my elbows in everything from crumpled paper, dead batteries (already), Transformers and Pokemon boxes, Justice tags, to kitchenware!  Somewhere in the middle of all the left-over Christmas celebration, I see the gift that warms this “Hott” mama’s heart – it’s called kids! Ranging from 6 to 21 (and even my 54 year old), all the “Hottlings” are somewhere in the house buried in leftover paper and new treasures from yesterday’s festivities.  And what an adventure this Christmas has been!  Yours? You see, I found a few amazing revelations this time around on my 46th Christmas year!  First of all, who knew the mounting devious maneuvers my offspring would come up with just to discover the whereabouts of their Christmas presents?  I have NO clue where they got THIS from!  All of December was filled with some … [Read more...]