My little man helped me make and decorate cookies on Christmas Eve,
just in time for Santa’s arrival.
He was really proud of our heavily-sprinkled stars, bells and candy canes
so we decided to snap a quick (and low-lit) picture.
I realize it won’t always be this way.
Someday, when he’s taller than me,
I’ll long to just have him come over for cookies.
Just the thought of it breaks my heart a little bit.
So I try to savor these moments,
capture them in my mind,
stamp them on my heart,
and take a photo so I never forget the spirit of Christmas Past.
