Friday, December 25, 2015

Cut from the same clothe

Spent yesterday with my youngest getting ready for today. We cooked. Cooked some more. Played games. And talked. After church we watched a Christmas movie, The Christmas Shoes, then we baked a final batch of cookies.

Somewhere between scooping the squash and a round of cribbage, she announced that the time we were sharing was her present to me.

Under the tree is a card I wrote to her stating my present to her is time we will spend together.

Time, the most expensive and rarest present of all.

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