My Christmas present from Nana--stuck in Grandma's bowl--which was always full of red and green m and m's at Christmas when I was growing up.
Last night Blaze tried out wrestling practice. Not sure if we're going to commit to that. He was fine as long as I stood in the doorway--and came to find me crying when I went to the parents' meeting.
I volunteered at his school this morning and now I'm totally knackered. I played math games one-on-one with most of the kids in his class. It was nice to meet them and see their very varied personalities.
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