Could it be my strong resistance on sweets. How can we forget Kris Kringle? The spirit of giving and the sip of coffee with exciting new feelings of highs and lows better than sledding.
Cold nips, and toes in a quagmire of waiting and watching of snow falls nig and small. Please renew my dvds one more.time. I felt Kringle lookin in last night and the night before with a rush of blood to my head.
Too many donuts. I eat the top off of peanuts or shredded coconut.
I think of a baby cub helpless in the forest without his mom when I see my sons little baby eyes. Then I start to sing Lynryd Scynryds Simple Man lyric that goes all I want for you my pnly son is to be satisfied. I guess it's just the same aong hed sing along to with his dads dad. Ancient music for good times with good coffee too.
I mean who am 8
I to say? Or not. I mean after thousands of movied and cups of joe my God Ive no where close to being done tasting and seeing what I need to want to see and taste to get to finishing tasting and seeing dreaming over a movie and a good holiday cup if eggnog? Kringle must be spinning me into good humor on a rollercoaster. Kris Kingle just be nice to this little laddy as he dances for his daddy. My little one here has been through nore than I could ever know about.find
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