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Santa Stole Christmas

They’re kicking and screaming as we place them on Santa’s lap promising treats if they smile for the camera. And in the van on the way home, my stomach is sick. Why is it so important to us that they sit on Santa’s lap? read more

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5 Mistakes to Avoid as a Hostess this Thanksgiving

In my eleven years of being married I've made a lot of blunders as a hostess, the biggest of which happened right before my wedding day. I said no to guests wanting to come at the last moment. That is, I said no to my mother-in-law, who wanted to invite them read more

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The Lulu Boutique

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