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December 25, 2003

Laddie woke everyone at seven am, dashing into the kitchen to find Lucy preparing breakfast.

I trudged downstairs behind an all-too-eager Marko, my trench coat tripping Michael on his way down.

"Come on, cheer up! It's Christmas!" Laddie shrieked, eager to get on with the festivities.

Laddie tipped open the wrapping paper, his eyes wide as saucers. I'd given him an actual leather jacket so he could feel apart of the pack.

I got a new pair of earrings from Michael and a sweet little trinket from Lucy. The others got more meaningful gifts.

@LilnTed got the last one

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