and I am still trying to convince my youngest, who is 9 that there is a Santa. I keep telling her that Mommy is WAY too cheap to buy all that stuff and so far, she agrees with me.
...and my step-dad drove my mom and I to the Grand Canyon. I cried myself to sleep on Christmas Eve in my own tent and woke up to a foot of snow. So Christmas morning turned out not-so-bad. Canyon was all fogged in so I have yet to SEE it.
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