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December 11, 2005

I�m over at The Wet Noodle Posse blog today, writing about our Christmas tree, which we put up last weekend. Good thing, too, since both kids are under the weather today.

My mom brought over their Christmas village. Actually, it was my dad�s, purchased in part to entice the kids over to their house. Come to Grandma and Grandpa�s and see the Christmas village. Not that the kids needed the enticement. Really, all it takes it the cat and a bag of Goldfish. They even like getting clothes for Christmas. Really.

But they both love the village. In the evenings, Andrew will hover by it, rearranging the people and activities. Each time I walk by, something new is going on.

Andrew had a serious nutcracker obsession last year. We have little ones on the tree, big ones, like here, and because they studied The Nutcracker in music class, the CD as well.

Our tree, without any ornaments, and Kyra in her �Santa dress.�

And not to be left out, Andrew in his �Santa hat.�

Charity Tahmaseb wrote at 9:03 a.m.

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