Angels that were heard on high…and way in the back

It was a busy 18 hours.
First, the Bride and I along with six-year-old grandson Link –whose right eye is now open after smashing it against a fence post at 100 mph while sledding during Ice-ageddon – went on our first Tour of Homes.
It was cool to see some nice houses decked out gaily in holiday festiveness. But we ran into a problem.


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