Good Things Come To Those Who Wait.
Christmas Day... I don't really feel it this year. I mean... my daughters seem happy enough, but both of them know about Santa now.. and where I've tried to explain that Santa is the spirit of Christmas.. and dwells in every heart during the holiday season, I'm not quite sure they get it. I realize that this may be the last Christmas morning I am woken early to open presents under the tree. I won't be here next Christmas... but that's okay. I know even my youngest has accepted the fact that I'm moving out... in fact she's asked me a few times about it.. and if she can have my room when I'm gone. LOL.... kinda seems a bit funny once you think about it. They left "Santa" cookies on the table beside the tree.. and I took a big bite before realizing it wasn't actually a cookie.. but an ornament they made from homemade playdoh.. the mixture is 2 cups of flour and 1 cup of salt... I had already swallowed a small chunk before the salt assaulted...