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Christmas is my mummy writing: to Alenka from Santa, on all of my Christmas presents.
Christmas is consuming so much food you struggle to make it from the table to the couch.
Christmas is champagne for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Christmas is the smell of pine and fruit cake that lingers throughout the house.
Christmas is being so hot, shoes are unnecessary and pools/sprinklers are a must.
Christmas is the homemade cards I love to make.
Christmas is fairy lights and wrapping paper.
It’s breaking at least one tree ornament.
It’s explaining to everyone why you’re so hung over and your elbow is grazed.
It’s asking the boys to please stop talking about that thing they always talk about at inappropriate times.
It’s wondering who else is ringing the door bell.
Christmas is dorky xmas movies.
Christmas is being a kid no matter how old you are.
Christmas is the beach and lots of sun. Christmas is giving to those in need and expecting nothing in return.
Christmas is family, both blood and other.
Christmas is the best time of year.
PEACE X
