My mom went through a phase that began in the early ‘90s of elaborately decorating our house for Christmas every year. It started with my dad deciding to have a big holiday party for people from work, which also coincided with my youngest brother entering kindergarten. She finally had the time and a reason to go all out, so she did.I was a teenager by then, and I probably grumbled abou...
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