Mack all set for church. She got to wear the cross necklace Grammy gave her at her baptism. She was excited and insisted that Mike and I wear our crosses, too:
Here we are in our Christmas pajamas:
Mike took Mack to the store when he picked out mine. She could hardly wait for me to get them on:
With fully bellies and drooping, tired eyes ( for one of us) we decided it was time to set the scene for Santa:Mack writing her Santa letter:

With Baby Jesus placed snugly in the cradle:
and cookies and milk at the ready, Santa could come any time!
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