Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring (well almost), not even a mouse (thanks to our friends at Bio Bug)...
Sam, Will and Sydney (and Fancy Nancy) slept under the Christmas tree with daddy. Following tradition Will and Lucy (this year) ended up in bed with me. So much for having the bed to myself.
Lucy woke up screaming in the middle of the night, so not like her at all. She must have been dreaming about Uncle Rich scaring her, I told you she was scarred.
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