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Christmas, 2002

This year was my first “real” Christmas as a parent (Mason was only two weeks old last year). Someone earlier asked me what I got for Christmas, and I really had to stop and think about it. Times have really changed. I could tell you just about everything Mason got (and trust me, it’s a pretty long list). When you’re a kid, it’s all about “”what you got.”” Then, as an adult, Christmas became a time to “buy cool gifts for loved ones.” And while of course Christmas is still about both of those things, this year it was really all about Mason for me — what he got, what he liked, what other people got for him …

All the Christmas get togethers went really smooth this year. Everyone seemed to like their gifts; I know I did. I got a lot of awesome clothes, some tools, some toys, some DVDs, and a refrigerator for my upstairs den… all the essentials! Susan got the drill, tent, and chair she wanted, plus some other cool “toys” (the combo binocular/digital camera looks interesting), and as previously mentioned, Mason got everything he could’ve possibly wanted and more. There’s pictures of our neices and nephew, my dad, and lots of Christmas aftermath in there.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

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