"Hey, that Captain America was from Mommy and Daddy, not Santa. Although I'm sure Santa really does love you. How could he not?"
"He does. And Papa must really love you because he got you that bench, and it's so pretty and nice to sit on."
"I think he does, too. That was really nice of him."
"And I guess I must love you and Daddy the most of all!"
"Really? How do you figure that?"
"I must love you the most, most, mostest because I gave you the best thing ever. Remember, my ornament? And your candle! See, Santa just gave me presents and Papa just gave you a bench, but I gave you art."
"Merry Christmas, Mommy."
I hope your holiday was full of love and laughter, food and family, and if you're really lucky, a broken red tapered candle and an ornament made of toilet paper tubes.
My cup runneth over. Merry Christmas!
(Joel's family is visiting this week, so I will be taking a few days off to relax and catch up. But check back Monday as we start a new week and I start dreading the end of vacation.)
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