It's 3:00 AM, and we're getting ready to leave for the airport.
As if airports weren't enough fun during the other 364 days of the year, we've chosen to travel on Christmas Eve. Ugh. It should be absolute, utter madness.
And we're traveling with a toddler, too.
Good times.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Dreaming of a White Christmas
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