Even Ryan is in the Christmas mood. He looked out the front window today to see the neighbors lights and informed me that our house needs some lights on it. I told him to talk to Daddy, the official hanger of lights. I have yet to have them on our home, but I have my fingers crossed that with enough peer pressure from his offspring he will cave in this year.
Now, if the snow would only stick to the ground....hmmmm.
2 comments:
I am so jealous! We are still waiting for the white stuff here.
We never had lights on our house until I was 7. That year my brother had to have his appendix taken out right before Christmas. He told my dad he wanted lights on the house. My dad had them up when he came home from the hospital.
So I guess one of you just need to make a request on your deathbed to make it happen. Haha!!
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