Sunday, December 9, 2012

the tree is up





and in the still of the night, it is pretty and neatly trimmed.


but during the day, a little whirlwind finds his way under the tree and rearranges all he can reach.

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Christina said...

This is the story of my life. And why we only put lights on the tree this year.

December 11, 2012 at 12:55 PM

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