On the twenty-second day of Christmas, we baked Christmas cookies
And Noah left me this funny note that was taped to the door when I arrived home from a rare movie night out. It reads: Mom, I don't want Wyatt to have any more toys ever. Sounds like they had a blast while I was gone.
On the twenty-third day of Christmas, we went out to watch Santa arrive on a firetruck. Later on we attended our annual Christmas Eve Eve party with friends.








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