Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir and folks dressed up like Eskimos. Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe help to make the season bright. Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow will find it hard to sleep tonight. They know that Santa's on his way; he's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh. And every mother's child is going to spy to see if reindeer really know how to fly. And so I'm offering this simple phrase to kids from one to ninety-two. although its been said many times, many ways, Merry Christmas to you.

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katie. eighteen. eternally twelve inside, yet sometimes an old soul, too. i'm a christian, & proud of it. but not the so-called 'christian' type, judging people you don't even know based on their life choices. i choose to actually follow Jesus' example and love everyone (or at least try my hardest to! ;), as He did. friends and family (extended family, in my opinion) keep me going and are my support system. ♫ = life. hopeless romantic. scarlett o'hara awaiting my rhett butler. quote addict. laughing is like breathing to me. completely random and tells alot of stories. drama/acting is becoming one of my passions. little but loud. highly active in my church and youth ministry. loves singing, in choir and on the youth praise team. writing. dreaming. sometimes cooking. baking (especially muffins). reading. being a dork and not being ashamed of it. mountain dew voltage, ohmygosh that is the stuff. shopping. sweet iced tea. shoes! coca-cola. rainy days, sometimes. but mostly sunshine. not-a-girl, not-yet-a-woman trying to figure out this crazy thing we call life and live each day to its fullest.