Mabel and the Christmas tree, late afternoon on Christmas Eve. This was her second Christmas, but since she was only four months old for the first one, this was really the first year that she understood something special was going on. In the weeks leading up to the big day she loved to point at our stockings and tree (the glass ball ornaments on which she called "bubbles"), and to point out trees and wreaths and lights we saw out in the world, as well as any images of snowmen or santa clauses, all of whom, according to her lights, say "ho ho HO!" (emphasis heavily on the final syllable).
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