This photo is another from my Christmas card collection. It seems like only yesterday that I was in my back yard taking this photo. If I recall correctly, I made ten of this teddy bear with his red and green striped nose and furry wreath tummy with jingle bell berries.
Today I thought I would also share the text from this card because it reminds me of my children when they were much younger than they are today. (I was too but that is quite beside the point now, isn’t it?)
Here’s the text from inside:
“Of all the things I love at Christmas, I guess the colored lights are my favorite. Growing up, our porch was trimmed with a single strand of colored lights. I always wanted to go outside and stand under them as if their glow could drench me with Christmas magic. Each evening after everyone had wandered off to bed, I would stay behind mesmerized by the tiny halos of the twinkling lights on our tree. Time has passed, but we continue the tradition at our house. Each evening at dusk our son hurries on a special mission to make sure “We’re on!” and my daughter does her little fairy dance up and down the street as if the glow from those lights just might hold some Christmas magic.”
If you read the post below, you know we’re still keeping the tradition. There is something really neat about coming home in the evening from Christmas shopping and being welcomed home with twinkling lights.
When they saw the star, they rejoiced with exceeding great joy.