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Holiday Hangover

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We’re stumbling out of 30 days of Holidaze. And I, for one, am punch drunk.

We had our first Christmas two days after Thanksgiving, and we haven’t slowed down since. I’m still high on sugar and tinsel, traced with claymation specials, Santa sittings, figgy pudding, relative visits, and a partridge in a pear tree.

Maybe it’s because I only have one child that I make things such an all-out sprint, rather than a long-run marathon.

I only have one.

One shot.

And we only have about two more years, three if we’re lucky, of seasonal tidings when he still believes. When it is still so magical. In just a blink of an eye, he’ll be eyerollingly over it. And before we all know it, it won’t be the same.

So, for now, I’m eating it all up. Drinking it all in. Being Merry Merry OhMyGodMerry!

Because when it’s all over, I know it’s going to be one hell of a wake up call.

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