It’s a Christmas miracle

For the first time in living memory, we’ve gone to bed before midnight TWO NIGHTS IN A ROW while staying with John’s family.  Tonight, we all have hours and hours in which to dream of sugar plum fairies (or David Tennant – whatever floats your boat).  Molly is a college student who has to be dragged from her bed in the morning now, not the five-year-old who woke me up with hilariously frantic whispers at 6am that first Christmas morning.  Aging.  It’s a wonderful thing.  To a point.

2 Comments

  1. Zannah

    How did I find what? My little Christmas miracle? It found me. If you mean the video in the post after this one, I found it because I follow Zach Braff on Twitter. He posted it on reddit, too.

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