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Merry Christmas



So here it is, the Collings 2008 Christmas letter. I tried so hard (OK, not that hard...)to put something together but it just didn't happen. I figured that anyone that I would actually send this to reads this blog anyway ~ and quite honestly, does anyone really keep those pictures? If you do, send me a note and I will mail you one!

What more can I tell you about our year that this blog doesn't already reveal?
*Eden is in 2nd grade, very sweet and obedient. She loves her dog and the piano and is looking forward to trying some new activities in January.

*Luke is our non-meat eater, pokeman, bakugan (sp?) lover. He is seriously a carbon copy of his father (in all senses!)He is anxious to start basketball and violin in January.

*Tucker is a ball of fire. He is always on the go, always has a train in his hand and always has some sweet little thing coming out his mouth. He has been suffering from in-grown toe nail pain, and just yesterday told me that he "changed his mind for Santa and wants a new toe instead." I said, "where in the heck is Santa going to get you a new toe?"
Tuck-"I saw one at the kitty store, he can go there!"

*Eliza is following in Tuck's footsteps. Her favorite activity is climbing on tables and emptying mom's purse. I know my parents are just chuckling ~ paybacks sista!

Dave and I are as happy as ever. 2008 truly was great and we are looking forward to more great times in 2009!

Comments

Michaelynn said…
How beautiful! Merry Christmas!
The Dillon 6 said…
Could your family be any more beautiful? We love you and are glad to count you as friends!!
Love this! Although I do have to say our picture wall will miss you this year. You don't have to send me a copy. I'm glad to see you all on here. Merry Christmas!

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