We stayed home all day. It was cold. Margaret had to go to work. When William finally dragged himself out of bed, he did nothing but homework until evening when we vegged in front of the tv and watched "Arthur Christmas" to William explicit objection (10 minutes in he finally realized it was not the trash he though it was and we had a pretty good time watching it). Other than stowing stuff away in the garage and taking out garbage, I stayed warm with Kafka.
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