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| I think this picture is around 5 years old probably taken on Thanksgiving. I remember we were trying to make it seem extra cheesy. We succeeded. |
Growing up, Christmas really was a magical event. There is no way to explain it without getting super emotional about it. Just imagine anything super cheesy and over the top, that's my family. Sadly, I never had a chance to believe in Santa because my Mom didn't want to lie to me when I asked, but every Christmas day started at 5 am with my dad shouting "HO HO HO" followed by slamming the front door. We would all roll out of bed and go straight to the livingroom, morning breath and all and good ol' Nat would fill the house. My mom would have hot chocolate in mugs and we would hang out, morning breath and all, and wake up. I could go on forever about this stuff, but it would probably bore you. I hope you all get to spend time with your family this month!
xoxo
