<p>Yesterday was Three Kings Day (or Twelfth Night, if you will).  This is the official end of the Christmas season as far as I&#39;m concerned.  Instead of taking down the fire hazard that was my tree, I became distracted with the easiest task in the post Christmas cleanup - the discarding of Christmas cards.</p>

<p>What am I to do with the ruby-cheeked offspring of our friends, all 12,037 of you?  Your little smiles, scared expressions and accidentally funny faces have kept us in good company for the last month.  We will miss you.  The Husband and I marveled at how big you&#39;ve gotten, and yes, laughed hysterically at some of you.  Names have been witheld to protect the innocent.</p>

<p>This is the first year that I sent out cards as a mother.  Naturally, The Boy&#39;s face features prominently.  In fact, the cards were just an excuse to show off his cuteness yet again.  I hate to think that our friends could just throw out the card we sent them.  It&#39;s more than mean, it&#39;s sacrilegious.  And I can&#39;t simply do the same to their kids, can I?</p>

<p>What has motherhood done to me?  I&#39;ve gone soft!  Of course my cards are in the trash by now.  Perish the thought.</p>

<p>Since The Boy loves to look at pictures of babies, I&#39;m going to save my $4.99 and make my own <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/redirect?link_code=ur2&amp;tag=mothisblisort-20&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;path=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Fproduct%2F0789436507%2Fref%3Dpd_kar_gw_1%3Fn%3D283155">baby faces</a><img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=mothisblisort-20&amp;l=ur2&amp;o=1" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" width="1" /> book.  Just glue the cards into a notebook and I&#39;m good to go!  Aren&#39;t I crafty?  </p>

<p>Does anybody else have other ideas on what to do with Christmas cards?</p>
