Merry Christmas, mon!
January 24th, 2009
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Em’s still clinging to Christmas. According to her, she’s going to find a fir cone, get a fir seed, and grow a Christmas tree.
Today I was putting away the manger scene and found the angel tucked away in the back. That’s Scotch tape around her midsection there. At least there wasn’t glue involved.
Just before bed she asked me if I knew what Calypso was. I talked about the myth and the music and she told me this:
Em: “You can write a Calypso Christmas song. You can call it whatever you want.”
Me: “That might take a while; I’d need to think about that.”
Em: “You can teach it to me tomorrow. Good night!”
But no pressure. You’re killing me, kid.