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"Who knew 100 lights weren&amp;#x27;t enough for a small tree? Apparently not me. My Dad and Godfather Carlo told me I needed more, but, oh no I didn&amp;#x27;t! After my Dad launched our tree for us I attempted to string lights around it. I got about half-way down the green. Um? I also bought a bunch of balls, but they didn&amp;#x27;t come with hooks. WHY? So, needless to say our tree is not camera-ready. I promise to post pictures tomorrow. I plan on taking JD to Target for more supplies--should be interesting. Last time we did Target he came home minus a sock and with spit-up on his jacket. Even though the tree was just halfway lit, it still looked pretty and JD couldn&amp;#x27;t keep his eyes off the twinkle and glow of it. That&amp;#x27;s the thing about babies--they could care less. For all JD knew that is what a Christmas tree is supposed to look like (maybe I&amp;#x27;ll leave it like that). It got me thinking about our little family--for all JD knows, it&amp;#x27;s perfect. So instead of being pissed off, I left boxes of ornaments open on the floor and the skirt folded in the corner. I dimmed the lights and scooped up my amazed little boy. We stood alone, in the dark and I got the strongest urge of deja vu. I could have sworn I&amp;#x27;d done this before--I held a baby, or someone close to me held a baby near a tree just like ours. I stood there for a moment and tried my hardest to pinpoint the instance, but I couldn&amp;#x27;t--maybe I dreamed it--it was one of those perfect moments where your stomach flutters because everything seems right. Did you ever experience deja vu? I still feel that weird tinge of something greater than me. It&amp;#x27;ll probably last a couple days. Whenever deja vu attacks I feel it for a bit--it&amp;#x27;s nice, I think."^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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