You can't go wrong at a bazaar named after a small armored rodent.
JD tried out the hammocks. 
We got to see our favorite children's singer. All this was before the screaming, emotional breakdown on the way out -- all because I wouldn't buy him a balloon. JD warned me that I was now on the naughty list. OH WELL!! Just didn't want you all to think Christmas vacation was without any DRAMA!
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