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December 27, 2007



Ah, Christmas. I'd like to add one more option to the greetings you've listed above: 4) All of the above. It's odd that any one day can be the source of so much happiness and stress, tender family moments and little frustrations and dissappointments. I should try getting sick; it might make it run more smoothly!

Your little Luke and my 3 year old, James, have a lot in common: they both are puzzled by church. The one and only time my son has been, he couldn't wait to go. Like Luke, though, minutes after arriving he was whispering in hushed, slightly scared tones that he had had his fill. Oh well. Happy Holidays!

Sean Carman

This was wonderful, Steph. Happy holidays!

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