We are tucked in at home with our children and our new toys, just basking in the quiet of the day after Christmas. Yesterday was the perfect combination of busy and visit-y, the smiles from our littlest ones lighting up the holiday better than even that one particular house on Glen Street.
And though we had everything we need - love, a home, our children, clean water, food - before the holiday, we are now quite spoiled with gifts that were thoughtful, inspired, and just plain decadent. So it felt really, really good to throw our money into a hat for those who might not be so lucky. Big Brothers/Big Sisters won our lottery this year; it was "my" charity* for the second year in a row (I swear I don't have it rigged) and though all of the entries were worthy, this one holds a special place in my heart.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
*Oliver, this one was for you, because although he was supposed to be making a difference in your life, you made a difference in all of ours. We've never forgotten you...your determination, your ability to survive the worst, and your beautiful smile.
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