There is a Haitian girl, thirteen years old, dancing and twirling with my daughter to the song, "Let it Snow" and "Walking in a Winter Wonderland", over and over again. It's 80 degrees.
My son is baking brownies with his Momma. They're flipping them every few minutes so they don't burn on just one side.
An extra egg was cracked, so the puppy even got a special breakfast.
Even the fish are swimming happy this morning with their bellies full, and the plants in the garden are fully watered and stretching toward the Sun. Merry Christmas!
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