Well...this Tuesday (yes, Christmas) is my middle sister's 26th birthday. My parents always tell the story of how I was willing to have Christmas at 2:30 in the morning so that they could see what Santa had brought me before they had seen what Santa had brought them. (Or the stork, or God...whomever your preferred carrier pigeon be.) I didn't mind playing with my Little Tykes kitchen set...or the mischief that later ensued. Happy birthday Megan!
P.S. I always use her for my cush answer of my favorite present ever. Before you get all sappy....it's just because I don't have to think.
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