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Our Christmas

We decided to do Christmas early....and so it continues. Santa informed us that he wanted some peanut butter cookies left for him, so Claire and I got busy. We whipped up a batch of peanut butter blossoms and left a few out for the big guy on Friday night. Saturday morning the presents were left and Claire was overwhelmed. She wanted to play with each and every thing as soon as she opened them and didn't quite like the promptings to continue opening more. Mya, on the other hand, was perfectly content nawing on the packages or pieces of paper strewn around the floor. By the end of the morning, we had a princess (Sleeping Beauty) complete with coordinating high heels (or slippers as Claire calls them) and a pink backpack. That Santa knew that Claire has a few a long airplane rides in her future and set her up with a backpack, books, Hello Kitty lip stuff and paintless paints. He did a great job. Mya got this great little musical activity table, some books and a ball toy. Those gifts are a combination of Santa, Mom and Dad and Grammy and Papa. Chris' Mom made the girls some jammies. They were a bit big, so we had to mix and match. Claire is such a petite little thing that she could clearly wear Mya's jammies for awhile if her head weren't so big. The jammies were a hit. Claire put hers on immediately, but took them off after doucing them with water and pranced around naked for the rest of the night.That's our girl.All in all, our first of two Christmas' was wonderful and I am even happier to say that our Christmas is all packed up and put away for another year. Yahoo. It will be great to return home and not have to clean that up.

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