Sierra insisted we put up the Christmas tree.
I was feeling a bit bah humbug about it.
James loves to destroy.
I witnessed the havoc he could reek on a Christmas tree over Thanksgiving.
I didn't want to deal with it.
Sierra put the Christmas tree up by herself.
It looks a bit like an eight year old put it together, but it is done and she is happy.
She insists she only wants one thing for Christmas.
Madison and her have spent hours talking about it.
WINGS.
That is it.
Nothing else.
One thing.
I have brought up the fact that she should look around and count how many people have received such a gift from Santa Clause.
She still thinks it is possible.
Hmmmm.
Great.
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