Chris and Melissa came over for dinner, I made baked Ziti; Bryan didn't have much, since he was still recovering from the Taco Time incident. We then went to Christmas Eve service. Evie only made it through the prayer before she started screaming. After I spent 30 minutes with her in the cry room, Bryan came back and we agreed that he would take us home, and then return for the Scheers. She was screaming so loudly, she could be heard in the sanctuary. She was cutting a tooth, something we suspected, but was confirmed Christmas morning.
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