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12.25.08 :: 10:56 am
oliver is the big winner this year, netting about forty gifts all of which will find their way into his drooly maw at some point or another. He's teething, cranky, suffering, annoyed with life, etc. But spirits are (as) high (as they can be). I'm ready for round 2. My mother's due to get here soon. I sincerely hope she's armed with egg nog and rum. |