My MaMa is gone now, but I remember Christmases gone by. This one I was just a baby, and that’s my 6 yr. old brother. Mom doesn’t look too happy here, but maybe she was tired. Back then there was nothing, but real trees. Remember those? Then Mom turned into “The Cryer”. ~hehehe~ Every year we’d have a contest who was going to make gramma cry. Then she started crying over every present. She cried and cried some more.
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