I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: The best part of marrying a gentile is Christmas. These are from a few years ago:


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And since we’re on the topic of Crazy, the other night, he was poking my head while I was trying to sleep. Eventually, he focused his attentions on A, who got up to feed him. I remember thinking, as I heard the dry food pour into the bowl, "Oh thank GOD! I thought he wanted me to help him start a business! I’m so relieved he’s going to be satisfied with some dry food!" Now who’s crazy? Huh? Huh?
I love when you can SEE what they’re thinking. And you captured it on film! So is there an ‘after’ shot showing the tree on the ground and the ornaments smashed ot bits?