It's going to take me some time to set this up because I got about 5 times the response I ever anticipated. I'm simply astounded that so many of you were still watching out for me. It really means a lot.
I hope you all had a wonderful holiday.
Harmony stayed up until midnight on Christmas Eve (well, technically Christmas morning) and the last thing she shared with me before finally falling into a coma was about the visual beauty of Reindeer poop. "Purple balls, mommy. They glitter."
No clue, here, either.