As the end of the year looms large (shockingly only 11 days to go according to the lights in Time Square this morning), it's natural for some introspection and a mixture of the opposing urges to motivate and hibernate to take hold. It's just regular old time, but these ends and beginnings become so full - (I was going to add "of meaning" but it's that and more). A welcome attraction/distraction has been M's rapt obsession with Christmas. It's pretty awesome to follow her lead in the holiday cheer department. As I think I've covered here in the past, a strong vein of skepticism ran through me as a child so I sort of feel like I've got Santa-mania for the first time. I like it. And the reindeers!!! and Frosty!!! We are still ironing out some details, for example - "Happy Birthday, Santa!" - gets thrown around, especially when there is a party to attend. In fairness, I can see how baby Jesus would come across as a minor player as he's not depicted in blow-up form on every street corner, a work in progress...
A current favorite book is, "Llama, Llama, Holiday Drama". And some recent randomness...
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