Here's to opening presents in the pre dawn darkness. To tutus, pink boots, games and all sorts of Legos.
For goalie kits and playing football with the Mister in Hyde Park while the rest of us watch from the window in our jammies late, late into the afternoon.
To Little Professor for our little professor, for a nurse's costume that was declared a "doctor's" without a second glance, and all sorts of good books. For even more music in our household.
For dollies so realistic I struggled to nap while a toy baby fussed in my arms. And in thanksgiving for a precious letter from Santa tucked into Biggest Brother's stocking that brought two parents to tears. And for children worn out from a wonderful day. For each other. Our greatest gift.
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