A Smattering of Thought

Christmas is an enchanting time of year. The sights, sounds, smells, stories, and sparkling snow. The snow softly coming down outside while Christmas music softly plays. The smell of cinnamon rolls baking fills the house. Sounds of giggles, laughter and chatter fills the air.  Each year I feel like a little kid once again.  Heading off to bed with eager anticipation for the new day. Truth be told, if I still lived at home you would likely find me creeping upstairs in the middle of the night to see what appeared.  For as long as I can remember my mom would still wait to fill the stockings and put out the gifts until we had gone to bed.  Even while in college, the tradition continued.  {side note: my mom rocks} One aspect I love about Christmas is giving gifts.  I love to find the perfect gift for the perfect person.  It is not that I need to spend a lot of money, but I want it to be something unique and special, just like they are to me.  So...

Last week I decided to have my three oldest nieces (sorry Presley) over for a sleepover in my new apartment.  They thought the couch/bed thing was amazing however my choice of "The Little's" for a cartoon movie was NOT a hit (even I thought it was creepier than I remembered).  One of the joys of being an aunt is letting them stay up late, giving them pop for breakfast and letting them "run the show".  If only they would let Aunt Sarah sleep in!   Watching Movies! Breakfast of champions before hitting the beach!    Who doesn't like a good ole' Town Club soda! Bacon-pancakes...a hit!