tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560712026679020879.post5997866190727359765..comments2024-03-22T00:23:51.170-07:00Comments on Paper Raindrops: The String ThingInnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03161635109381339637noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560712026679020879.post-23452357160005435782010-12-29T10:10:12.342-08:002010-12-29T10:10:12.342-08:00Hmmm ... that seems interesting. Why would you hav...Hmmm ... that seems interesting. Why would you have to do the string thing if you already knew WHAT the present was, and WHERE the present is? Maybe you should suggest your parents hide the stockings at the end, in a HIDDEN place. Eh? :)Innahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03161635109381339637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8560712026679020879.post-72320681808681116612010-12-28T17:05:49.836-08:002010-12-28T17:05:49.836-08:00Ah. Ya'll have to suffer through the String Th...Ah. Ya'll have to suffer through the String Thing too? Here it always leads to our stockings. We can see the end in sight, but we always end up crawling on all fours around and under and almost diving over the table in the school room, pinching our fingers in the railing, and frost-biting (?) our toes in the garage or *gulp* outside. Oof. And all the while, our stockings hang, placidly over-filled and turning to warm themselves contentedly over the fire.Grace For a Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17252483481997783595noreply@blogger.com