Micah attempted to sleep in the basement guest room tonight to see if he and his brother could handle sleeping in separate rooms. He set up his room, the bed, and got Missy adjusted and settled. I closed the door with things sounding fairly confident that this was going to work. But it only lasted about five minutes before I heard him coming upstairs and saying he was going to bale.
My friend Dennis made a batch of eggnog that I’ve been saving in my fridge for a few months now. I cracked it open tonight and had a small mug of it. It was boozy, but it felt like the right sort of way to end a quiet Christmas Day at home.
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