During one of Logan's naps, Gavin and I trimmed the Christmas tree. He was a superior ornament hanger. In fact, he hung up every single ornament himself. I, then of course, just moved several of them much higher for everyone's safety.
Every ornament got a close inspection.
And so far, there has been only one causality.
Jack Sparrow needs to have his key-holding dog glued back onto his jail platform.
After trimming the tree, we got dolled up for the Ward Christmas Party. Santa made a visit in front of the greatest back-drop I have ever seen. A gas fireplace was even brought in for the display.
And Logan acted exactly as predicted. I love how Santa already has his hands folded up, like 'Yup, that kid is not sitting on my lap.'
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