Well it's done. I've officially finished Grandma James' present. This truly is one of the favorite presents we've given. We gave one to my parents last year and then made one for Momma this year. I traced all of our hands and made a Christmas tree out of them. Last year when we were trying to come up with a saying to stitch on the wall hanging Steve ended up writing this poem instead. Read it--it's good. What are your hands about? Are they doing good? I hope mine are.
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I love it, Erica and will hang it and the poem every year for Christmas and maybe longer. Momma
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