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Saturday night, we left the babies with my mom so that we could go to a Christmas Party. My mom called us at the party to tell us that Hope was throwing up. So began Vomitfest-2008. Hope was so sick. She threw up no less than 12 times before midnight. Noah had nonstop diarrhea all weekend and vomited several times as well. Needless to say, our little lamb was missing from the nativity scene. I went to church and we found a replacement lamb. The animals were oh so cute, but I was very sad that Hope wasn't there.
When I got home, I gave Hope her book. We talked about the sheep and the shepherds and the "real baby Jesus". Ahhh, isn't it funny how a child's book and a 4 year old can remind us (even the mommy who thought it was soo important that her daughter be in the Christmas Pageant) what Christmas is really all about? The real baby Jesus.










Christmas time is a good time to be named Hope. There are ornaments with her name everywhere! I can't ever resist buying Hope ornaments, so she has more than 20 ornaments with her name/ the word on them. I am aware that this may some day cause some sibling rivalry, so Mimi started Noah his own collection. 
Hope waiting somewhat patiently for daddy to bring everything down from the attic...we have more than a few Christmas decorations!
Putting the star on top.


