Above: My Sister and Pa
Above: My ma would get us a special ornament every year, she would spend months finding the perfect one for each of us. One of my favorite parts of the Christmas is setting up the tree. Each ornament represents something from that year. As I sort through the ornaments, floods of memories come back and I feel like a kid again...a kid who believes in Santa Clause. This is one of my favorites ornaments, every year I stare at it because it looks so real. A few times I even swore I saw the eyes move.
Above: An ornament she picked out when she was visiting her sister in California. I used to smell the cottonball because I thought it smelled like summer.
Too much excitement.
Baileys new boots, she loves them, she told me so
New Years Resolution....lots of this!
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