Here is the tree. We decorated it over the weekend. There is already a present or two under the tree. Can you find it? You may need to click on the picture and enlarge it to find it.
The best gift
That I ever got
Didn't really weigh a lot
It didn't have a ribbon 'round
And it sometimes made the terrible sound
The best of all it seems to me
It wasn't neath the Christmas tree
And yet, I guess I'd have to say
That it made all the other presents twice as gay
The best gift that I've ever known
I'd always wanted most to own
Yet in my dreams of sugar and spice
I never thought it could be so nice
The best gift that I ever get
Was sometimes dry and sometimes wet
Was usually pink but oftentimes red
As it lay so innocently in its bed
The best gift of the year to me
The one I hold most dear to me
A gift that simply drove me wild
Was a tiny new born child...
by L. O'Kun
Yes, Sam was born in May, but still.
On Saturday night after we had finished all of our decorating and our dinner I was in the kitchen doing the dishes. From where I was standing at the sink I would see some branches on the tree moving. I said, "Sam, are you kicking the tree?" He said, "No." But his voice didn't come from where I was expecting it to come from. I walked into the living room and said, "Where are you?" He said, "There's a present under the tree for you."