Sunday, December 23, 2012


While I was questing longer than I meant to today, the Lone Star Girl made all the Christmas cookies with what help she could get from her sometimes interested little sister.

Later, the Lone Star Baby went Kris-Kringling the cookies with me, her red-gold hair flying as she snuck through the night in boots and a blue sundress to place cookie gifts on the porches of neighbors and run away as if she might be caught and clipped of wings invisible but oh-so-seen.

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