
20 years from now, I can see our family sitting around talking about past Christmas memories. I am sure this year will come up:
-Remember that year when a couple of weeks before Christmas mom found lice in all of our hair? -Yah, she sure freaked out.
-Remember how stylish we looked walking around in shower caps? -I wonder why mom did not take any pictures. Why would she not want to remember how funny that was?
-Remember watching all of those shows while mom picked at our heads? -It was great missing all of that school.
-Remember the piles and piles of snowflakes we made while being quarantined in our house? -Didn't we also make gingerbread houses, ornaments, a construction paper fireplace, and Christmas presents?
-Remember when mom had our beautiful long hair cut short and told us it was our "holiday hair cuts?" -Yup, I was not terribly happy about that.
This Christmas season has defiantly been memorable, give me 20 years and I might be able to smile about it.