We borrowed Crafty Girl and walked Thompson Lane.
"I like all the lights." "That's not a real tree!"
"" said Caitlan. "Did you hear me?"
"No, sorry, I wasn't listening."
Ginko leaves made a sort of yellow snowbank all over the ground. I grabbed a small tree and shook more down.
"Daddy, it wouldn't be an outing if you weren't doing antics."
I've read that you can't recycle normal wrapping paper; the fibers are too short. Caitlan invented that the bag you bring the present home in can be a wrapper.
Be sure you are checking her blog. And commenting once in a while. She's in college funnier and more inspired than I am at the current time.