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Two hundred and fifty-six

It was obviously Christmas time. We had our tree up. I was relaxing on the couch enjoying some peace and quite after the kids had gone to bed. I was content and at ease. I was cherishing the moment of sitting in front of our tree we had decorated as a family. So, I took a photo to remember the moment. I realized just now, I am sitting on the same couch, the exact same way right now while I am typing this. HAHA! I guess that’s how I roll. Hard to believe Christmas time is just around the corner again.

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“Even as an adult I find it difficult to sleep on Christmas Eve. Yuletide excitement is a potent caffeine, no matter your age.” ~Terri Guillemets

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Fifty-four

Once again my in-laws were about to leave to go back to Ol’ Virginny. The night of day fifty-four we did an early Christmas gift exchange with them. This was my gift. I don’t call them “Mom and Dad”, I call them Chuck and Diana. However, they put Mom and Dad on the gift tag. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy. I have been with their son for almost 16 years and married for 8. Needless to say I have been apart of the family for a long time. I know that they love me, but it was just a nice reminder.

“Gifts of time and love are surely the basic ingredients of a truly merry Christmas.”  ~Peg Bracken

Since my in-laws were still visiting and would be leaving soon, we decided to buy and put up a Christmas tree a bit early. I also think my husband was excited about it because he was not home last year for Christmas. He was in Iraq. On day fifty-three we decorated our real tree, our first real tree since moving out of our parent’s houses. This ornament is my baby’s 1st ornament. 1981 represent! I have always loved this one and let no one else hang it ever! I’m glad that my Mom let me have it when I moved out. It is a small, but important part of my holiday traditions.

“Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time.”  ~Laura Ingalls Wilder