Waiting to open stockings till the youngest wakes up. Sticky buns on Christmas morning (knead in sixteen tablespoons of butter, please). “Can we play poker, Dad? Isn’t that what you always do with your friends?” The youngest absolutely thrilled with the discovery of the Christmas stocking. “I hope we get Christmas pajamas this year!” Food, food, food. Caroling. Family. Cousin’s first Christmas. “Can I hold the baby?” Not having to travel anywhere. Staying in pajamas all day.
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My name is Carrie Snyder. I'm a fiction writer, reader, editor, dreamer, arts organizer, workshop leader, forever curious. I believe words are powerful, storytelling is healing, and art is for everyone.
I love that photo of everyone sitting around a living room!
Happy New Year to you and yours!
Tricia