Ellie passed out on the couch.
The new babysitter.
Ellie holding two of my baby cousins at Thanksgiving.
My little artist.
(It's a sideways girl, with buck teeth and ears under her arms . . . just in case you couldn't tell.)
Ellie and Santa.
The whole time we were in line, she kept saying she was going to ask for baby toms. Once we got there she chickened out and Santa suggested a baby doll. After we left she said, I forgot to ask for baby toms!
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