We are Charlie's Angels. Charlie is our daddy's name, you see. Well, Charles, whatever.

How we love the fakeness of Christmas. This is our fake fireplace. Hanging from the fireplace are the Winnie the Pooh stockings that our Aunt Gwen made. For a long time, I thought everyone had stockings this cool, but it's only us. I still have mine. It's probably the oldest thing I own.

This is our dog Bullet.

Mother scratches the belly of Bullet.

Visions of sugarplums, perhaps?

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