In the last week of Advent, outside of school's rhythm, the house often stays quiet and dark a little longer into the morning. The glint of the tree in our family room — tired but still gulping water … and adorned — a stark contrast against the pitch-dark winter morning.
The hours between when tiny feet in footy-pajamas scamper down the stairs and we kis…
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