The shredded paper came in a gift box from Finny's grandparents. Of course, he loved it probably more than his actual presents. And of course, it made the biggest mess of all time.
But, when I tried to get him to throw it away, he would whine and say, "No! It's my Christmas present!" So, I indulged him a while.
Monday, December 24, 2007
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