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| A Christmas miracle: snow on Christmas Eve. |
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| Naturally the children rush outside to jump on the trampoline, |
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| while I bake cookies inside. |
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| Decorations are provided, |
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| dinner is prepared, |
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| and we share our last meal together in our home. |
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| Provisions for Santa were not forgotten. |
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| Christmas morning dawns, |
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| and a childhood rite of passage is shared with our newest member. |
Aww..what a sweet memory. Your last meal was on Christmas Eve. Love that is snowed on Hayden's first birthday too. I've enjoyed reading your blog. I look forward to seeing the sights abroad through your "eyes".
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