Nice family meal. You, your husband, child. Son's biological father who happens to be the local psychic and has somehow become your husbands best friend

Sarah Bannerman looked around the table as she sat down for Christmas dinner and smiled. The room was beautifully decorated, the meal lavish and expertly prepared, if she did say so herself, and she had even convinced the men in the family to trade their T-shirts for dressier styles, just for tonight.

So, here she sat, with her handsome husband, beautiful son and ex-fiancée/biological father of said son/local psychic who had somehow become her husbands best friend. Just your typical American blended family.

And hey, they even all liked each other, which was more than she could say for some of her friends more traditional families. They even had a better chance of assembling JJ's new toys correctly, with input coming from all three adults, so she called it a win all around.