I am trying to see how many Christmas songs I can use as post titles during the month of December. Not really, but this one seemed awfully appropriate given Carter's love of the Christmas tree. He is really enchanted by it. Right after we put up the tree, Carter and I would come downstairs and smell the tree every morning, and I would say "mmmm." Now, he will walk over to it, lean towards it, and then he stands back up straight and says "mmmm." It is really precious!
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funny - i twisted our hooks around the branches too, but Wilson has oulled so hard that the ornament flat comes off it's hangy thingy (whatever you call that thing at the top) with the hook still on the branch!=)
What a beautiful tree! And such a precious little gift under it! Miss y'all!
Love you!
Aunt B
That man looks outstanding! Did he pick up that low ride with his pants in Juvy? He wasn't doing that the last time I saw him.
Steve
He may not be looking "up" at the tree but this takes me to the same place. It is all in the eye of the beholder. Touche'
Love
Bamma
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