In my last post I eluded the I was a 7 year-old at heart. Ryan actually disagreed with me informing me that I am actually 6. This was clear yesterday morning when i saw a piece on the news that showed that Santa had taken his reindeer for a quick spin around the North Pole and then went back to help the elves finish up their business.
This is it, the biggest night in a child’s year, Christmas Eve!
I spent some time earlier this week cleaning my bedroom. When the room was clean & the bags of outgrown clothes were ready to be donated, I looked around my room & realized something…
my room is full of toys. At 40 years old, I still have many toys in my bedroom.
there is my collection of special stuffed animals….
*a few years ago I had a dream that I was hanging out in bleachers above New Bedford & wanted to take a picture of the rooftops, but I was afraid to lose my good camera so I pulled out my ‘Cinderella band aid camera’*
Scott & Ali decided to actually make me one , and somehow Santa found it & put it in the toe of my stocking…
Could I even make this stuff up??
Now you may be wondering, poor Scott….. until you look at his collections..
His space Shuttle figurine that topped his 40th birthday cake
and I get to read it tonight!!
so when I tell you that I would squeal in excitement if Santa put a barbie in my stocking tonight or that I really am hoping to find this under my tree in the morning, I would not be fibbing even my one little bit.
I’m never going to grow up. And I’m ok with that 😉
So, Merry Christmas, my friends…. I hope that you find the magic of Christmas within yourselves tonight & for the rest of your lives…
I believe… do you?