Maya was in love with Christmas... She learned to say "Santa", "ho ho ho", and what card board boxes being delivered to house meant very quickly. She was obsessed with Omi's moving Santa, and all the little ornaments at the bottom of the tree that Mommy played with when she was little. December was filled with the sound of little feet carrying around little bells, and "anta" outfits being washed overnight so they could be worn again the next day. How much better the holidays are now that Maya is with us.
