On Christmas Sunday her brother threw up all over her, only 15 minutes into our church service. Five days later she came down with RSV. Four weeks later I finally got some pictures of our baby girl in her Christmas dress. We won’t even talk about getting a picture of the two together. OK, we will talk about it. It didn’t happen. At least I am not killing a tradition. It didn’t happen last year either. Now we’ll stop talking.
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