The text reads: "I remember the excitement of Christmas morning, chomping at the bit to open our presents, tempered by the option to open our stockings before anyone else was awake. I remember prowling around the base of the Christmas tree, looking at all of the beautifully wrapped gifts, wondering what they contained. I remember the thrill of watching someone open a gift I made just for them, holding my breath to see if they liked it or not. I remember all of these things from the Christmas of my earliest memories, continuing on through the present day. Some things do change, but I will always be a wide-eyed child at heart."
CORRUPTING THE UNWARY SINCE 1986
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Journal Your Christmas, Day 12
Boy, all I have to do is say "Gosh, I really don't think I can get a page done tonight," and suddenly I'm struck with inspiration and just about enough energy to pull it off. *grin* So, before I whisk myself off to bed, here it is:The text reads: "I remember the excitement of Christmas morning, chomping at the bit to open our presents, tempered by the option to open our stockings before anyone else was awake. I remember prowling around the base of the Christmas tree, looking at all of the beautifully wrapped gifts, wondering what they contained. I remember the thrill of watching someone open a gift I made just for them, holding my breath to see if they liked it or not. I remember all of these things from the Christmas of my earliest memories, continuing on through the present day. Some things do change, but I will always be a wide-eyed child at heart."
The text reads: "I remember the excitement of Christmas morning, chomping at the bit to open our presents, tempered by the option to open our stockings before anyone else was awake. I remember prowling around the base of the Christmas tree, looking at all of the beautifully wrapped gifts, wondering what they contained. I remember the thrill of watching someone open a gift I made just for them, holding my breath to see if they liked it or not. I remember all of these things from the Christmas of my earliest memories, continuing on through the present day. Some things do change, but I will always be a wide-eyed child at heart."
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4 comments:
oh I love your pictures and the journalling rocks.
love this paper. so vintage. great journaling and love the older photo
Good grief. It takes me darn near an hour to arrange and rearrange stuff on the face of a card..I don't know how you can just whip these out and have them turn out so darn cute....
But I'm likin' it! LOL
Love this page as well. On a day's holiday today so catching up - or I would be if I wasn't spending so much time looking at everyone else's stuff!
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