Tag Archives: Believing in Santa Claus

Pussyfootin’ Around…Christmas, 2020

Falling asleep, reading, waking up at exactly midnight, remembering, the little elf that I am, had work to do. After delivering cookies on 6, leaving a harmonica for Andy on 9, padding up to 12 depositing fruit cakes to two … Continue reading

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A Connecticut Christmas

I’ve just turned 4, as I sneak a peek at our tree, already suspecting Santa is really my mother, because why else would she be putting stuff under it in her nightgown. I may be short, but I’m not stupid. … Continue reading

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