For the past four or five years, maybe longer, we’ve made the journey to Santa’s house at least once during the time between Thanksgiving and Christmas. In prior years, we’d visit Santa just about every Friday night. This year, our first visit was late in the season. Hopefully, we’ll get back at least one more time before he flies away on his sleigh. We are so lucky to have Santa living close to our house.
Tag: Memories
Project 366:: Day 346 Nightlights
Yesterday, I noted on my Facebook page that I was thankful for the Christmas lights hung along our roof-line. As a kid, I always envied people who had lights on the outside of their house. Our house was always decorated for Christmas, but the lights were inside on the windowsills.
I never lost the desire for outside lights, and I was thrilled when the boys begged long enough to bring my childhood dream to – wait for it – light! Thanks to Rob for climbing the ladder and making the world brighter for his wife and two kids. Woo hoo! We have lights along our roof-line! Color me a happy child adult.
Project 366: Day 332 Mike and Ike
When my Dad came across people who looked or acted alike, I would sometimes hear him say, “Mike and Ike, they look alike.” That phrase is tied to the comic strip that ran years ago.
Last night, while visiting with Rob and his parents at the end of an emotional but beautiful day, I could hear my Dad say in my head over and over again, “Mike and Ike, they look alike.”
I’ve often kidded Rob and his Dad about their similar look; but more than their look, it is the shared mannerisms and quirks that crack me up and creep me out all at the same time. I love these two guys – Mike and Ike.
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