Christmas Lights

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The day after Thanksgiving we went to Jimmy John’s for dinner. Sophie stared out the window for a (strangely) long time. Tom stared with her.

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Then, we went to the Christmas Ranch in Morrow, OH. It was very cold. Sophie fell asleep in the car ride over and I can’t even imagine what her little brain was thinking when she awoke to all …

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this.

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She didn’t sit on Santa’s lap, but we met him.

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Katy and Tom, enjoying hot cocoa.

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sisters

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Dad and Mom

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Sophie, braving the cold and lights to walk on her own once she discovered there were rocks on the path—yes, the rocks proved more interesting than all the lights surrounding her.

“The outdoor Christmas lights, green and red and gold and blue and twinkling, remind me that most people are that way all year round—kind, generous, friendly and with an occasional moment of ecstasy. But Christmas is the only time they dare reveal themselves.” —Harlan Miller