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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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