Questions and answers fly by as my heavy boots try to land lightly enough not to slip.
What makes a Christmas tree "real" anyway?
The answer comes quickly, cutting off the question and taking the lead.
The beloved hand-made and gifted ornaments that decorate it.
I'm so glad the answer is winning and I cheer and clap!
Another question is on the heels of the answer.
How can Christmas seem real without fireplace smoke and the old family home?
This thought is determined to pass the answer on the inside, rounding the curve expertly with a beam on my heart.
When suddenly, from out of no where, another question in fierce and passionate pursuit.
What makes a home "real"?
Oh, now the race is on!
The winner takes all!
The answer is tired.
I watch in awe from the sidelines of my racing thoughts.
I begin to cheer for the answer.
I scream from the goal line.
With the true grit of sheer determination the answer wins by a hair!
The beloved hand-made and gifted ornament of love that decorates it.
Even my heart is smiling
as my thoughts lay breathless and still.
We wish you a Merry Christmas, Kayla and Daniel!
My heart took a picture when we facetimed these four cuties, but unfortunately my ipad didn't.
Lot's of cuteness sitting here!
Love decorates our home at Christmas time and all the time!
