Advent Theory

My fondest memory of my parents would have to be when I was still an only child and they gave me all of the attention in the world. I guess that is a bit selfish, but hey, I loved it. I remember they would a lot of one on one time with me. My father would make up stories at bedtime and I would fall asleep. His stories were always interesting. My mother would let me help her make cookies from scratch. The best thing about it all was the hugs and cuddle time on the couch watching tv.

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