You think I'm kidding. I'm not. You don't understand the Big Ideas that abounded from everywhere. I was never safe.
I think that was one of the reasons why I was always outside. It was harder for her to find me when I was running around the neighborhood.
Of course, that strategy only prolonged everything. I had to go home sometime.
So, Big Idea #10 happened...
As I waited for the life-altering reveal, I shook in my shoes. My knees knocked. I broke out in a sweat.
It's an Advent Calendar. She's hung it on the wall. It has a Christmas tree on it, and underneath are these little pockets with numbers on them. 1-24. One pocket for each day in December.
Inside the pockets are rolled up messages.
Oh...no.
Wendy gets to pull it out. She plucks Day 1 from its spot and unrolls it. She reads aloud...
"Let's watch Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer!"
I'm stunned. I didn't hear her right. Let's do what?
While Maria and Wendy cheer, and Bill tumbles after them as they run toward the TV, I'm left staring after them, my faculties turned to mush.
But this was no trick. Mama was turning on the TV, and a most beloved Christmas special was playing. This was not a trick.
I gathered my composure and strolled into the living room. I sit.
I hadn't been scared. Nope. Not me. I knew it all along.
I think that was one of the reasons why I was always outside. It was harder for her to find me when I was running around the neighborhood.
Of course, that strategy only prolonged everything. I had to go home sometime.
So, Big Idea #10 happened...
As I waited for the life-altering reveal, I shook in my shoes. My knees knocked. I broke out in a sweat.
It's an Advent Calendar. She's hung it on the wall. It has a Christmas tree on it, and underneath are these little pockets with numbers on them. 1-24. One pocket for each day in December.
Inside the pockets are rolled up messages.
Oh...no.
Wendy gets to pull it out. She plucks Day 1 from its spot and unrolls it. She reads aloud...
"Let's watch Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer!"
I'm stunned. I didn't hear her right. Let's do what?
While Maria and Wendy cheer, and Bill tumbles after them as they run toward the TV, I'm left staring after them, my faculties turned to mush.
But this was no trick. Mama was turning on the TV, and a most beloved Christmas special was playing. This was not a trick.
I gathered my composure and strolled into the living room. I sit.
I hadn't been scared. Nope. Not me. I knew it all along.
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