May your holiday celebrations be like fermenting cabbage and decaying fruit peels (but in a good way).
How my parents' tumble dryer gave me communication skills that no one appreciates.
Then, after another year came second grade. We moved to the ‘big kids’ building and got our first hardcover textbooks....I started a career as a ruthless trader of lunchroom luxuries. This was also the time I learned how to sign the alphabet.