Despite my tumble down the back stairs the day before Thanksgiving, in spite of my broken bone, twisted ankle, and very GREEN cast, Christmas is coming at the Martin house.
Uncle Tracy, Nan-Nan, Grandma & Pawpaw, and all the Caldwell angels are making sure we still have a little holiday spirit.
COOKIE BAKING

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| I promised Ellen we'd make cookies when Uncle Tracy came to visit. And so we did. |
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| Despite her injuries. |
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| And mine. |
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| Nothing like rolling out cookies with a broken ankle (well, technically it's the fibula). |
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| "Mommy! It's like playdough!" |
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| Actually, it's REAL dough. |
TREE PRIMPING
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| A sweet church member brought over a tiny tree to give our house a touch of Christmas while Mommy is convalescing. |
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| Ellen got to help fix the tree. |
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| And turn on the lights. |