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    Ugly Christmas Sweater Party [Repost]

    “Well, she’s going to be extremely disappointed.”

    Tina looked over at Bette, her brow furrowed. “I thought maybe that would be a good gift to get from Santa.”

    “T, Angelica is eight. She doesn’t need to be rolling along everywhere, she needs to be active, running, jumping, or bike riding. Those things just seem so lazy, as if kids aren’t obese enough already.”

    “I think they’re cool.”

    “It’s not even a real Hoverboard. When the real ones come out, we’ll get her one.”

    “What do you mean ‘real ones’?”

    “You know, like Back to the Future II Hoverboards.”

    “Bette, that’s a movie. It’s fiction.”

    “But that’s what a real Hoverboard is supposed to be.”

    Tina blew out a laugh and shook her head. “I love you. No matter how ridiculous you are.”

    “I love you too, T.” Bette replied, getting back to her circular.

    Tina noticed Kit’s green Cadillac pull into the driveway. “They’re home.”

    “Hey,” Bette got Tina’s attention. “What do you want for Christmas?”

    Tina smirked and leaned in to place a sweet kiss on Bette’s lips. “I have everything I could ever want in the world, baby. I don’t need anything else.” Tina stood up to open the front door for her daughter and sister-in-law.

    “Yeah, that’s a trap. I’m not falling for the old ‘you don’t have to get me anything for Christmas’ line.”

    “I’m serious, Bette. You don’t have to get me anything.” Tina opened the door as Kit walked in with a couple of shopping bags. “Hey Kit.” She greeted.

    “What’s goin’ on, ladies? Oh, Angie went to check your mail, she’ll be right in.”

    “Hi!” Bette said as she gave her older sister a hug. “Looks like you guys did some damage today.”

    “Girl, you would not believe how rude people are just hours after they gave thanks for what they already have! I don’t think I’ve ever had to throw that many elbows to keep people in check and keep baby girl from gettin’ trampled.” Kit complained as she plopped down on the couch next to Bette.

    “Hi mommies!” Angelica said as she came running through the front door with a couple of bags of her own and a handful of mail.

    Tina hugged her only child and shut the door. “Hi honey. Did you and Auntie Kit have fun?”

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