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We got a Siberian Fir tree this year and the smell is SPECTACULAR. Mykala said the smell is slightly fruity, which is precisely what the articles online say. Essie is helping to trim it here. It’s our first Christmas season in the new house. More to say, more to write, more to post, but she’s sleeping soundly upstairs and we’re watching a Christmas movie down here and maybe it’ll all be alright.
Essie sings it “We wish you could Merry Christmas” and it is perfect.
This is Sally. Sally is a mallard duck. Ess asked for Sally for Christmas. We love Sally.
Hard to get Ess to take a non-silly photo sometimes.
So we went to Target and we had this great idea: everyone could pick out an ornament. We didn’t realize Ess would find the scariest-looking, oddest thing we’ve ever seen. Now, of course, this will be an important part of our tree for every Christmas to come.
Essie recites The Night Before Christmas based on her memory of our reading it to her.
Heading out for the office Christmas party.
Notice Inspector Flamingo, all tucked in in the corner.
When it isn’t even November, but your three-year-old wants you to play Jingle Bells so she can dance to it, that’s what you do.
Very tired after a long Christmas Day. Notice Essie’s blue and pink toothbrushes. They are her friends, she shows them things, and their names are “Bluey” and “Pink Toothbrush”.
“Todd!” Ess knows what Todd Parr’s books look like.
A few nights ago, Mykala drove us around to look at Christmas lights. Ess sang Christmas songs in the back. She took off her boots and then her socks, like she always does. Then she told us about how one of her feet was cold:
“Mama foot cold. Mama foot not under the blanket. Mama foot is cold.”
“Ess, did you take off your boot?”
*30 seconds of silence*
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