As the hectic energy of Christmas Day passes out on the couch and I assess the olio of presents (and bags of ribbons and wrappings to be recycled) I am seeing there are several ways to make any kid's game into a late-night drinking game.
My favorite one is this: I bought Baby Boy a Dentist Crocodile where you take turns pressing on teeth. When you hit the wrong one, the mouth slams down on your hand. CHOMP.
After 7, whoever gets CHOMPED has to do a shot of Petron.
(See where the mind goes after 5 hours of putting together a train table last night.)
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