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december first

Today we hope to find the perfect, fake Christmas tree. There's a market on the north side of town that supposedly sells lots of xmas stuff starting in December. We could really be pushing our luck by going on the first day of December. It would be quite disappointing to get all the way out there and then come home empty handed. METRO has had there xmas stuff up for a couple weeks now.

We're doing a Jesse Tree (http://www.cresourcei.org/jesse.html) again this year. I hope to find a cute little tree to use and we're making ornaments out of felt this time. Last year it was all made with posterboard, markers, crayons and glue. Hopefully this year's ornaments will last awhile.

I found a pattern in my Gooseberry Patch xmas books for great stockings. They're made from felt, too and so we need to go to the fabric market today to pick up all this felt. I plan on making 4 and I'll just add that fourth name next Christmas!

With this cold weather and xmas shopping we really feel in the xmas mood. Last night the 3 of us watched the original "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" and had No-Bake cookies. It was sweet.

Madeleine's 2 year molars are coming in. I thought at first she had popcorn stuck in her tooth but then we saw those little white tips right under the skin and knew why she was complaining. Poor thing.

All that pain to get 'em and then they just fall out.

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