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Tuesday, December 25, 2007 Leave a Comment

Nine o'clock on Christmas night goes like this: my 20 month old is simultaneously refusing to go to bed while crunching the 300th piece of candy he snuck from the dining room and drooling sugar all over his new shirt while hurling his new John Deere tractor into the wall and bellowing at his cousin "MINE!!" while grunting and hunching his shoulders trying to have his first bowel movement in 2 days.

I'm reaching for the Tums.

Happy holidays everyone!