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Ashlynn Joan Blake
January 12, 2010
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Kiera Smith April 14, 2010
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February 24, 2010
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Ziva Renee Hunt
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March 22, 2010
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October 28, 2010
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September 14, 2010
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December 2, 2010
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Bellamy Jane Baker
Tripp Keelyn Baker
September 7, 2010
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Wyatt Robert Roediger June 2, 2010
Talysha Lanae Denise Mozee February 17, 2010
Kyle Stewart Power Jr.
Zaydyn Ryker Clark
Livea Amore Thomas
January 25, 2010
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Makayla Marie Jordan
Xavier Milo-Eugene Chamberlin
September 29, 2010
August 27, 2010
Wyatt Marlin Jones May 9, 2010
Bentley Braxton Turner November 8, 2010
Leyton Cole Moore
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April 11, 2010
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March 31, 2010
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June 15, 2010
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Jacob Lee Duty March 12, 2010
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Brooke May OstroskiPowers February 26, 2010
Bentley Carter Boswell June 25, 2010
Hayden ReAnn Hass
Brody Eli Rice
April 24, 2010
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AddilynnRenee Walker September 3, 2010
Graham Frederick Geheb
Thomas Vinyard Conner Davis
November 22, 2010
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Abigail Leigh Elliott September 10, 2010
Jude Raymond Meyer
Dayton James Clark
March 23, 2010
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April 8, 2010
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January 3, 2010
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March 6, 2010
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Ayden Michael Murphy
September 21, 2010
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November 15, 2010
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April 1, 2010
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April 25, 2010
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February 24, 2010
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January 3, 2010
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’Twas the Night Before Christmas A Visit from St. Nicholas by: Clement C. Moore
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, — not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads; And Mama in her kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow, Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name; “Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN! “On, COMET! on, CUPID! on, DONDER and BLITZEN! “To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall! “Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!” As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys — and St. Nicholas too. And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys was flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His eyes — how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry; His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face, and a little round belly, That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprung to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas To All And To All A Good-Night.”