What did I get for Christmas?

A cold.

I've been sick about a week and a half, so I'm not catchy ... but I was a little worried about getting a new cold on top of the old one, so I put a strict ban on Christmas hugs and kisses this year. That went right out the window when I saw my cousin's little boys, though. The baby is 5 months old and has the sweetest, fattest little cherub cheeks you've ever seen. There was no way NOT to snorgle them. And, you know, it just wouldn't be right to neglect the older brother, who absolutely LOVES getting hugs and kisses, especially when his face is covered with apple juice.

If I do get sick again, it was utterly, totally, completely, 100 percent worth it.
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