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you smell funny.

as i made the last post...i scrolled down and read a story about another pirate fan expecting good things for the holiday. well, last night...on christmas eve, my kids let me watch dead man’s chest. yes, jack. there is a santa claus.

merry

hope you had one.
more christmas goodness to share, i promise.
xoxo.

the box

we keep some of the kid’s artwork and photos
in our christmas boxes up in the attic.
so every year, we get to go through...as sam like to call it...our “old days.”
this is one of my favorites.

whispering pines

or, in our case...frasier fir.
the sad face on olivia is cause she thought she broke the saw. but she figured it out.
we have been going to this same farm since olivia was a baby.
horse-drawn wagons, bonfires, hot chocolate, hot dogs...the whole deal.
and they take our picture (and everyone elses)
and put it in a photo album for us to discover the next year.
i love that.

sometimes we wake up grumpy

other times, we let her sleep.