We’ve been starting our days around 4 a.m., sometimes earlier. Certainly not by choice, but apparently, Santa needs to be rocked, tucked in, or put into a ballet leotard by Reagan. Either way. It’s early, and I’m tired. And hungry. And not amused How does she have the strength to pull this chair around the room? […]
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