We sped out of the gate this year and did it all one day earlier, so this is
Christmas Eve meal on the 23rd, with one child refusing to take off his fireman outfit, one child making sure he gets all the juice he can possibly down and the team airhead, mildly confused about the whole shift in calendar thing
Nothing is better for teething than a g
nawing on a cold beer...
"the children were sleeping all snug in their beds..." This is what happens when you stay up too late to catch
Santa (yep, at that point it was really academic that it only was 8.30 on the 23rd...)
Stockings were full in the morning, regardless of what day it really was...
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