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[figureinthefog]

Also also, I'm pretty damn sure P has the Santa thing figured out. She kept looking at me and winking about all of it.
I never really wanted to do the "santa" bullshit anyway, but the grandparents all started telling her all about it and we just kind of let them. :/

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[blade_bunny]

Yep, we're doing the santa thing too. I'm working on making the whole thing so absurd that she can't possibly believe it. Our new tradition is the abominable snow chicken. You see, the snow chicken is blazing hot inside, and to control its temperature, it needs to stay where it's cold. That's why you only find the snow chicken around here in winter. The snow chicken's eggs are brightly colored, and because the she's blazing hot inside, all the eggs she lays come out hard boiled.

So it is basically an easter egg hunt in the snow :-D

[figureinthefog]

You actually use hard boiled eggs for easter egg hunts? For some reason, that really creeps me out.

but dude, abominable snow chicken? That still fucking rocks.

[blade_bunny]

Well, not usually with the hard boiled eggs for actual easter egg hunts, but for some strange reason plastic eggs are hard to find around Christmas time ;-)

We boiled some and colored them together a few days before Christmas and we hid them and she found them then she hid them and we found them and over and over. But then one by one we ate them and told her we weren't going to color any more and that was it... played it real cool. Then on Christmas morning, I got up early and boiled and colored another dozen. And when I went to start the car, get it warmed up, I went around and hid them. So when she went out to get in the car she was totally surprised to find a bright red egg in the snow. And there were what looked like raccoon footprints in the snow, so she decided those were snow chicken footprints. It was awesome.