It rained off and on all weekend. Two days worth of cold tears I imagine the
heavens cry when they want the world to temporarily retreat inside their
glowing shells of Christmas lit homes. The
kind of freezing water the sky navigates to our land encouraging us all to
light our fireplaces and settle in settling down with our loved ones.
We followed Mother Nature’s directions and abandoned all
errands this weekend in effort to run them another day. We held an impromptu photo shoot for this
year’s Christmas card. We cleaned our
home and played an exhausting game of catch with laundry and our TiVo. We assembled puzzles and read stories. We ordered take-out to stay in. We listened to Christmas albums on repeat and
watched Madison watch Christmas classics soaking ourselves in the light of her
eyes; the same light responsible for
illuminating our house on a daily basis, but perhaps never as bright as in the
last few days. Christmas is two weeks
from Wednesday and I anticipate those big brown eyes of hers will outshine the
town... and I can’t wait.
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