![]() It’s just to exchange little tokens of fun with each other and make the evening last as long as possible. So, he just plucks a few things from that and then improvises and usually comes up with something even cooler. They’re all those things I want, but certainly don’t need, like more art supplies. ![]() He didn’t have much on his wish list while I always create an imaginary shopping list of wonderful things that I would probably never buy for myself. And, let’s just say, that some that I’ve planned are a bit silly and fun. As ever, we get lots of little gifts so we get to open more of them. There’s already been a mixup with some chocolates for his stocking, but everything else seems to be arriving fine. I’ve gotten all of Philippe’s gifts ordered so now I just have to hope that everything arrives in time. I can’t believe that Christmas Eve is just a week from Friday. It’s a sound I can still sometimes hear today in my imagination as I eye a mound of snow and think, for just a moment, that it would be fun to skip all those adult chores and just stop and play!Īs expected, this magical month is zooming by much faster than I would like. In the cold, crisp air the sound would become so still and quiet and then the screams and giggles would break through. Mostly, I just remember the constant laughter. Far better to have the kind of snowballs that burst into magical dust on impact. It was so much fun! As long as the snow wasn’t packed too tightly, which caused a few yelps and welts along the way. While it took quite a bit to make a proper snowman, we’d usually always find a way to make even a meager snowball to throw at one another. When I was a kid, there was nothing better than waking up to a fresh bit of snow on the ground. For our prompt of “Polar Bear” today, I sketched a festively dressed one prepping for a snowball fight.
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