It’s finally Christmas Day and, for the first time in weeks, I don’t have anything pressing to do. The sad thing is, I’m all alone… well, if you don’t count the coughing, feverish, fluid-spewing three-year old I just put down for a nap after praying a silent prayer that she would actually fall asleep instead of calling me for something every five minutes (“Daddy, I need ice in my water. Daddy, I need my pink bear, not my white bear, but the PINK one. Daddy, I need the princess music, not the … [Read more...]