I have a tendency to be, nay, an addiction to being the last person to know about anything going on in his school. It is entirely my fault, you understand.
Neither of these measures, however, can beat the one other timely reminder I've had... the placard I agreed to have placed outside my house advertising said event since early November.
I envisioned myself as the kind of person who is better at remembering such commitments than I am. The perfect, engaged parent for whom remembering Christmas fairs is just something I do.
Thankfully, I'm reminded just in time to raid our kitchen for coppers, since the event's many attractions are decidedly cash-only.
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