|a few christmases ago, yes that is my official christmas cape|
I cry every Christmas eve like clockwork. I am the designated photographer of our family. Images and expectations, they say getting ready is the most fun and the unwrapped presents are hiding that our tree is made of plastic. I held Pickle over breakfast his cat eye refelected the lights and made a beautiful bauble.
|I decorate our tree each year, I put beanie babies on our tree and hang them by their halos|
miracle on 34th street/Ten Thousand Points of Light/diane arbus/gremlins/Gundula Schulze Eldowy