A Place for Everything.

There is a place for everything and now all the presents that we (will) have will have a place right under the tree, and Santa will have a place to put his presents to us, also!

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Ain’t she purty?! Snotface wasn’t sure what to think about all this, she was very weary of laying in her bed…next to the tree. We did get a blue spruce tree. My husband’s father was a tree farmer so he knows a thing (or 14) about trees. Its said that decorations hang better off of these trees because the branches are stronger. I think he just wanted me to bleed because these trees have some of the sharpest needles ever. Ouch.

I really love this house that we’re in because it just feels like home. That’s not really here nor there, but it makes Christmas a lot more cozy.

Yesterday we ran the Reindeer Run 5k in downtown Charleston which was a lot of fun! A and I ran together while M and B ran together. When A and I ran the Susan B. Komen 5k in October, our time was 41+ minutes. This Reindeer Run we crossed the finish line in 36:35! M improved his time by 5 minutes, also. I’m so proud of those boys and their little man legs!

Those boys want to continue doing these little races and I will (enthusiastically) encourage them! I told them that I will do little training runs with them to build up their mileage and endurance, first and foremost, and then we can work on time. I just don’t want to push them into running if they don’t want to.

Do you have your Christmas tree up? Do you have a real one or artificial? If its real, what kind of tree is it?

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