Everybody must have touched each ornament 10 times and asked "where did we get this one?" I think that is just a Mom's job to know those things. It is too bad I have early onset Alzheimer's and can't remember half of them. On the plus side my OCD was turned way down because I resisted the urge to have everyone back away so I could decorate alone. The memories of trimming the tree should be sweet ones, right?
I think it turned out lovely...
In the spirit of the season our family is donating some items Monday night to local families in need. I have been bugging the girls about it a lot and having them think of things they don't use anymore and want to give. Today I was completly taken off guard.
Audrey asked a question I couldn't answer (and that just might be a first) "Mom, why isn't Santa going to those kid's houses?"
ummmmmm....
That is like asking me why some people get cancer or little kids are abused.
What do you say? So I said what I thought was the best answer and I hope she believed me.
"Santa asked Daddy and I if we wouldn't mind helping him, help these families."
Dang it if I almost believe myself...
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Were you just at my house about 2 hours ago? I swear we had the EXACT same christmas tree decorating experience! And the wanting to ask everyone to back away to decorate by yourself, could we be anymore alike? :} Miss you guys tons!
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