Holiday preparation are fun and all, but sometimes you just gotta get that girl our of her freshman PE class and get down the the DMV (the place where happy feelings go to die) and get her official learners permit.
And that's a big ole Merry Christmas to me...because we have just assured that the unbroken chain of me not driving to early morning seminary has been reinforced.
Because I choose joy.
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