As I write this, there are ten 4th- and 5th-grade girls singing along to Mamma Mia in my family room. They're here for a Girl Scout troop sleepover and movie night. The plan was for the movies to be progressively quieter and sedated-er. Yeah, right. After they've sung the last sing-along song, I'm putting in Miracle on 34th Street or the Polar Express.
If you don't hear from me in a couple of days, send out a cyber search party. I'll probably have drowned in little girls.
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