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Saturday, December 27, 2008

A decent Christmas

We had a quiet, decent Christmas. Operation "Not having the kids get a ton of crap this year" went well.

So, without further ado, the picture explosion (you know the drill, click each to see it bigger):

Decorating cookies on Christmas Eve

Santa's cookies. I sure hope he likes sugar.

How Ryan looked all day, playing with his gift from Santa, a Didj

Jeremy with his favorite gift, a cordless dremel

Lindsay got a pink guitar from Santa, just like she asked for. It has been played almost non-stop since then

Logan playing with his new train

The train

Hannah modeling one of two skirts made for the girls by a friend of mine. (You can see Lindsay wearing hers in the background)

My best gift was a new lens I have really been wanting, and all of the pictures here except the first two were taken with it. It was a good Christmas indeed.

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