Sam on the other hand was very busy making waterways in the piles of snow. He figured out that he could make the water go anywhere he wanted it to by making paths in the snow with his fingers. He was giddy with the sense of power he derived from completely controlling nature. A Roman in the making?? Once the aqueducts were completed, it was on to snow angels and wet rear ends. One minute a budding architect, the next a silly, giggling baby angel. That child is such a trip!!!
And here is the proof, for any doubters, that the tree has been purchased and is standing in our living room. Any bets on how long it stays naked? It is a very fat, happy tree in a not-so-big stand. Very much like me in heels, it is teetering on the edge of keeling over on the first person who comes to close. It could literally swallow Noah whole.
Fat Christmas trees with little white lights, Billy Holiday singing on cold winter nights, eggnog and hot cocoa after snowball flings, these are a few of my favorite things!!!
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...and swallow Noah it did! A bemused (but relieved) Nana
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