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No Grinches Here

Friday, December 9, 2005 6:51 PM CST

Our Secret Santa has uncanny timing. Went to pick up Zach from the PiHi party, and got back....package on the doorstep.

On the third day of Christmas
the French Hens flew away.
We've brought you a Christmas story
to brighten up your day.

Inside: 2 ornaments, some Christmas tree bling bling and "How the Grinch Stole Christmas." Which is Dave's favorite story of all time. He used to watch the listings to watch it on tv. We have it on video, but he thought it was better to wait until the movie was showing on tv and plan for it. Lots of popcorn, lots of snuggling and Dave, in his best grinchy voice:

You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Mr. Grinch.

Zach was delighted, looking like a little boy instead of a half-grown man, smiling and laughing, "How did they know?" He also counted the days until Christmas and figured that this Secret Santa must know our schedule, since the 12 days will end just before we leave for Seaside. (Thank you, Ted and Laura for that gift!)

Wow.

Thank you for the lunch, Peggy. The food was wonderful, but the company was even better!

Love you, Chelle

PS. Can you stand one more good thing? Today we all wrote letters to Kenny for the closing ceremony at his camp, and when I asked Z to write one, he said, "What do I write?" And I said, "Just write some of the things that you like about your brother and tell him you love him." Z said, "I don't think I can do that." So I mentally prepared the speech about how there is something to like in everyone, even if they annoy you sometimes and how we sometimes need to search for the positive, yada yada...and Z says, "There are so many things I like about Kenny, how could I chose which ones to write about?" I said (my mind reeling in sudden confusion and awe), "Just pick your top few." Z thought for a minute and said, "They're all my top ones."

Okay, everyone together, "Awwwww!"
What a kid. Both of them.

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