Christmas was pretty good. Here's how it went.
Christmas EveChristmas Eve was spent at the farm. It was pretty chill. Dinner, wine, cookies, the ushe. Nephew Kaleb was excited to tell me that Santa Claus does not, in fact, exist, and I pretended to be shocked and heartbroken. I almost tipped out of my chair when he told me the gifts under my tree
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