'Twas a very lazy Christmas this year, and mid-afternoon I was still in my pajama's. My dad kept nudging us to go for a walk, and we kept carefully ignoring his hints. Finally, he insisted we get out and move around a little. Once I got outside into the crisp, cold air, I was glad to be doing something other than eating and lying on the couch. My dad was right!
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