The other night we were decorating our tree. My three year old, as three year olds do, has a penchant for being naked. Immediately upon entering our home from being outside, she will begin to tear away at her clothing and march around the house “free” as we like to call it. As we were emptying our boxes of decorations she reached into one and pulled out a Santa hat, promptly put it on and continued with the task of decorating. Once the tree was complete, she jumped up with a sudden urge to go into the garage. We stood waiting, wondering what she was doing. When she appeared she was carrying an item that last year had brought her great joy at this time. The ornament buster. She seemed to have gone into a trance as she stood solid before our newly decorated Christmas tree…pondering her first move. And quietly, I snapped this picture…but just so you know, she was denied the cheerful exclamation “I WIN” she so exuberantly announced last year after busting several of our ornaments. And her little heart was devastated. But the moment will live on…
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