Charlie Bertsch (cbertsch) wrote,
Charlie Bertsch

The Waiting Is the Hardest Part

I hope Santa gets here soon. I have the French Press ready. The cookies are out at the appointed spot. I've moved the car a bit to make room for the sleigh's landing. And I've rehearsed the question Skylar requested that I ask him so many times that it's burned into my brain: "How fast do reindeer fly?" I wish I knew. Given my knowledge of geography, though, I suspect that there is magic involved. Perhaps the festive flight crew apparates from one location to the next. I'll have to listen for the sound of a sharp crack in the night.
Tags: daughter, everyday, family, holiday

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