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On the Eleventh Day of Blogmas: Christmas Eve
Tonight, as my family clinked together copper cups of Moscow Mules or chilled glasses of Pinot Grigio, they laughed and they “fought” over all kinds of things.
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On the Second Day of Blogmas: Reflecting on Christmas Eve, being a child, and wanting children.
The way the adults got on made it seem as though the world simply existed for them to live in it. That their only job was to shriek with laughter and dunk those large shrimps into the pools of tart, red sauce on their plates.
That American Girl 