One winter, when I was around 10 and my brother was around 3, we came downstairs, climbed on the couch facing backwards and watched out the front window in amazement. It had snowed! The sight of which caused my brother to exclaim, "It's Christmas!" It was so sweet to hear such excitement in his voice, and even though he didn't open any presents that day, you could not convince him otherwise. It was Christmas and thats all there was to it.
Thanks for that memory, my little bubber! Everyday it snows, I think of you.
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Even though I kind of already commented on this post at my own blog... I'm commenting!
And I acknowledge your comment. Thank you, kind friend. :)
we are total stalkers
To be fair to myself and my psychosis, the internet is faltering at work, so I keep testing it to see if it's up, and am using our blogs as my test toggle sites. But I am still a stalker. I like that shirt you are wearing...
The joke is on you, I am not wearing a shirt. Ahh, the joys of working from home!
Just kidding!
OR AM I?
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