Editor's note: this post was meant to be published the night of the 25th bit didn't go through for some reason.
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Finally snuggled up in my pajamas with a warm cup of herbal tea to soothe my aching throat, I sit here typing this next to one exhausted baby boy.
I hope he dreams of sugar plums, or at least of all the fun he had today on his first Christmas. I know he won't remember this day as he grows, but we will. And it was a fabulous day.
Watching your child love and enjoy this holiday brings back all of those memories you had when you were a kid and it brings back that magic.
My voice is nothing but a raspy whisper as I continue to recover from this insufferable cold and I could pass out at any second, I just had to take a few minutes to express how amazing and magical this day was for Jack and his parents.
Merry Christmas, everyone. :)
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