The other night Paul and Molly set out to look at the neighborhood Christmas lights and when they returned home Molly didn't recognize our street and started yelling "Oooooh Daddy! Look at that house!" when they drove up to our house. Paul was so thrilled that Molly's favorite house of the night was ours!
I am very scared that next Christmas Paul is going to want to rent a cherry-picker so he can wrap our pine trees all the way to the top.
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The house looks beautiful...it would have been my favorite of the night, too!
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