The lights that twinkled outside for a month have been taken down and put away...
And the reams of holiday lore that we spewed at Finn in the weeks preceding the Big Day have now scrambled around in his spongey brain like a tangle of Christmas lights, causing him to tell me today that Santa Claus lives in our chimney...
But we're still living the La Vida Noel since we realized--oops!--that we forgot to open the gingerbread house that we received as a gift two days before Christmas. Our solution? Open it, decorate it, photograph it, break it up, and get started on the big job that will be eating it--all in the same night.
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