Monday, December 19, 2011


Only a few days left to find and open on the advent calendar! This year, Santa is coming in the form of a scruffy musician, tired from a good and long tour across America. He will drop and roll under the tree just in the nick of time. The homestretch is always tough, and Isabel's patience is to be admired. Mine, at times- not so much. On certain days, it feels like we're on a bad roommate sitcom. To make the days move faster, we have been keeping busy- as we do. Preparing sweet treats with sweet smells, playing sweet music and lighting pretty, (un-scented) candles. Isabel has danced a little nutcracker dance and sung many a classic Carol. She has worn some black velvet and lace with red ribbons in her hair, and warmed her toes many a night by my parents cozy fireplace. She sat on Santa's lap and asked him for a camera. "He was a good Santa, Mommy. But he's not the one". Rudolph and Charlie Brown and Elf have been in heavy rotation, and bedtime has started to stretch till we're too tired to stretch it anymore. Snowflakes have been made- the paper kind, particular to these parts, and daily letters with wishes and dreams have been written. In these last few days, as we scramble to wrap up work and then wrap up the last presents and tie the last bows, we cuddle up to dream sweet dreams of Daddy and of a sweet 2012. Merry, Merry, Happy & Joy to all. xx

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