Your dad keeps asking me what I want for Christmas. I have to admit for the first time in my life, I do not want a single thing. You have been on my wishlist for so long that I am treasuring every second that I spend with you! We had a nice quiet morning. Everyone came over to our house for dinner. Again, you were an angel and slept right through dinner. After everyone left, we opened your presents. Can you believe how small you are? You fit right in that stocking! Merry Christmas Mar Mar!
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