I'm sorting through the Christmas stuff in the basement, trying to tame the mess.
I stumbled across a box of unused Christmas cards. Or so I thought. Imagine my surprise to discover twelve addressed envelopes with signed cards inside.
I know the cards were from a Christmas after LW was born, but I don't know exactly which year. I'm assuming 2005, because an infant seems like the only even partially acceptable excuse for that level of brainlessness.
Did I write other cards? Did all of you not receive cards from me that year?
How tired was I?
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