I was driving to work this morning and it was slightly colder than usual. A mist of cloud was hanging over a field, as I drove up over the hill, and I thought of Christmases past.
When my son was young, about 6 or so, he always wore some sort of hat or cap. Starting about October he usually started wearing his santa hat. He also got lots of comments about it..... but he always used to just smile and not say too much. I thought he looked adorable, of course. When he was around 12 and in Grade 7 he stopped wearing his santa hat.... I guess it's just too hard to be a teenager and be different at the same time. I thought about him today and smiled remembering his red Santa Hat.
Tonight I am watching the first of my Christmas movies. It is a newer movie, but will become an old favorite - Polar Express.
Thought for the Day
Always show the you in you that makes you the you that you are