Tonight we hosted our family party. It was an amazing turnout. Doria brought something vegetarian and delicious, of course. I made my pulled pork, which was popular this year. Tristan and his girlfriend showed up too.
But, most of all, Alex got presents. LOTS of 'em. Lots from Grandma McCann. Lots from Aunt Ellen. Lots from Aunt Donna. Lots and lots and lots.
It proved too much for the tyke, though. He was soon yawning and stretching. I dressed him for bed and he was thrilled! At one point, he even flipped out when I turned away from his nursery. I'd forgotten something, but he thought I wasn't listening.
Oh no, tyke. When you say you're tired, believe me, I listen.

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