Around here
and rediscovering some old favorites.
We're wandering endlessly around Walmart,
unable to find command hooks
to make the stockings unreachable.
We're inventing new ways to play
(this is apparently how Luke 2 looks to Aden)
and fashioning unbreakable ornaments for the tree.
(As if I'm willing to risk my grandmother's
handpainted resin ornaments and
my great-grandmother's 60-year old glass
ornaments to the tazmanian devil
and his excitable copycat big brother.)
We're baking up perfectly imperfect
milk-free Christmas sweets
that will be gone
long before Christmas comes.
We're making a very simplified fuss
and living the dream.
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