Saturday, December 23, 2006

Christmas Eve (Eve) In My Hometown

I walked in the door and had to smile. My mom had left me a very enthusiastic note taped to the entryway, where notes always go, and the little Christmas tree was a-glitter with lights, and the snowmen were out in full force in the kitchen. I looked up just now and saw how her nutcracker army has grown, and there is a cat purring beside me as I type this.

I do miss the bubble lights, though, and the kids' tree, and the old nativity that I used to play with and always pretend to be the angel ("Hey, Jaela, every time a bell rings, an angel DIES." "I think you mean 'gets its wings.'" "Oh."), and the race car track, but hey, it's home enough for me.



Anonymous Yaela said...

HAHAHA, oh Beth I miss you. You always make me laugh.

3:49 AM  

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