The jolly time of Christmas is just around the corner, its about to fly by with the New Year. The rush is on to start stocking up on the wrapping paper and candy canes, cutting down Christmas trees and buying the honey hickory ham, and calling the family together and eating a grand Christmas meal on the eve. Better hurry twelve days can zoom by in what feels like a second.
When I was little I always remember that Christmas morning adrenaline. Throwing the covers over my legs and jumping out of bed at the crack of dawn. I would sprint into the living room and check to see if Santa ate his cookies and drank his milk. Then I would dive for the presents under the Christmas tree scattering all of them to find the ones with a “J” on it. I would shred the wrapping paper racing my siblings, and discovering the secret gifts that were for me. For the rest of the day I would play with my new doll or stuffed animal sitting by the tree, my dad would put up a nice, warm fire and we would listen to Christmas music all day.
Merry Christmas,
Jennie