We hoped big for a white Christmas and look what happened!
My son Sullivan. Easily one of the best people I know. The other day when I was frustrated he said, “Patience, Mom, patience. I know how you feel. I get very frustrated when I’m hungry.”
Around 10:30 a.m. on Christmas Day we were the only people in our neighborhood playing outside! We enjoyed two hours of sheer rebellion playing in the middle of the street. We noticed that Jeff wasn’t home so we initiated his driveway with our sleds. Thanks, Jeff!
I hope your Christmas was merry and bright.