Long ago

Growing up in the "Bible Belt" was never an easy task. Every morning of Christmas Eve I am taken back to a memory from long ago. When I was about 5ish, I remember getting out of bed after being tucked in. I would sit on this table that stood in front of my bedroom window and watch for Santa. I never saw him, and always woke up disappointed because I didn't get diddly squat!

I only hope that as a new mother I can help my twinkies understand who we are and where we come from, and why we don't celebrate Christmas. Gotta love the South!