Twas hours after Christmas and all through the house,
Dad and Mom go back to bed and the girls are quiet as a mouse.
With the tree, presents no longer adorn, but the crumnpled up paper is stacked by the door! The shopping and preparations are gone in a dash, but smiles on faces are shown with a flash. Christmas is gone for another year, But memories will last and are held real dear.
The Tree after Christmas morning
M with her DS that Santa brought her
T with her Aeropostal Christmas.
C with some of her treasures. She asked for clothes too.
The wrapping paper piled by the door!
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