The stockings are hung, presents are around the tree, coffee is brewing, & we’re waiting on the rest of my family to rise. I’m certain we’re the last to open our presents Christmas morning. It’s a funny little tradition in this house.
The stockings are hung, presents are around the tree, coffee is brewing, & we’re waiting on the rest of my family to rise. I’m certain we’re the last to open our presents Christmas morning. It’s a funny little tradition in this house.
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