Christmas went just how I hoped it would. Calm and quiet. No three hour drives, no missed naps, no grumpy baby. Mason was happy, excited, and smiley the entire day. He opened every gift (except maybe the last two or three), chewed on every ribbon, bow, and piece of wrapping paper (no exceptions), and loved everything that he got.
It'd be impossible to have a less than perfect Christmas with Mase around.
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You have to make your handwriting very different. I realized my mom was Santa because of her handwriting!!!
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