While I’d be the first person to tell you that Christmas isn’t all about the gifts, you could not have fully convinced me of that as a child. All little Square Piece wanted was a fishing pole.
I’m not exactly sure how many Christmases and birthdays it took to fully convince everyone, but eventually my fishing pole dream came true. It’s been years and years since I’ve hit the water, but perhaps this son of mine might like to dabble in the sport down the road.
Do you remember any special childhood hopes that you had? Were there any Christmases that just blew your mind? I’d love for you to share.
Square Piece is going to be taking a break for the next few days to spend time with the fam. Our usual shenanigans shall resume after we’ve gotten topped off with mushy-gushy quality time trekking through Virginia.
May your days be merry and bright, full of the wonder of a big, big Love.
And we’d sure appreciate your prayers as this is our first Christmas without Charley.