Christmas Card 2008

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A world to bark at

Mom opens the back door. And yells at the small dog.
“Stop barking at the world,” she says. And shoos the small dog into the house.
I want to see it, I say.
“See what?” Mom asks.
The world, I say. I run up to the door and peek out the glass.

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Like a thief in the night

I hide from Sleep. I crawl deep under the bed sheets so that Sleep can not find me.
But Sleep lurks in the dark. And he steals my awakeness. Like a thief in the night.

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Here comes the sun

Mom is not in a good mood. She does not feel well.
She gripes at me and then I feel bad, too.
Mommy, I say, sunshine.
“You want to sing the sunshine song?” Mom asks.
Yeah, sunshine, I say.
We start to sing together: “You are my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray…”
But the [...]

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Love colors my world

Mom and I play colors. We each hold a color in our hand and with broad, bold strokes we turn the white paper in front of us bright.
I look at Mom and smile.
I like you, I say.
Mom grins extra wide and hugs me. A big bear hug.
“I like you, too,” she says.

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Audrey or Ali?

I fall down. And bump my eye. And bruise my ear.
My eye puffs up until there is just a slim slit I can see through. My ear swells, too, and turns red and purple.
I put kitty-cat ice on my face to make me feel better.
Dad says he will buy me boxing gloves for the [...]

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Hand embrace

I grab Mom’s hand. I lace my fingers around her fingers. And squeeze.
Mom squeezes me back.

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