Sam has really fallen head over heels for Christmas this year. He is decorating everything and he keeps wrapping up his toys in his clothes to put under the tree. Perhaps I should have given him some wrapping paper. But last year, he got carried away with the tape and I'm still peeling his handiwork off the floor and walls and backs of furniture. He walks around saying, very gravely, "At Christmas you don't need magic. Because Christmas has its own magic." He keys in on certain phrases his teacher or favorite cartoons say and then repeats them verbatim for some time, as if he is soaking up the wisdom of the remarks. Maybe he'll grow up to be a philosopher. Or a parrot.
We got Jim a Lone Ranger Christmas ornament because he is such a old Westerns/Cowboy fanatic.
And the little red cross stitch ornament was given to me by some Haitian refugees I helped tutor in NY some 15 odd years ago.
These are two of our new ornaments that the kids helped me pick out.
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