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My mom is a great elf. No, that's not a reference to her height. She just happens to be the best Christmas-present-wrapper around.
We have a great time on Christmas Eve, wrapping, chatting, and sipping wine. This year I got a little creative with the gift tags, and she laughed so hard she was almost snorting wine.
I'll need to be more careful next year. Good elves are hard to find.
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