Christmas morning, early, my daughter and I were sitting under the tree when we heard the first sounds of Santa. It started with the jingling of bells, followed with lots of HO HO HO's and then an indescribable sound like glass cracking. The glass cracking sound got louder as it got closer and the HO HO HO's and the bells seemed to fade into the background. Johnny rounded the corner into the living room covered from head to toe wearing something that looked like a giant red garbage bag. My daughter screamed in horror at the sight of this loud, plastic Santa, that had just invaded the room. He sat down lowering her onto his lap. As her tiny body clashed with his plastic garbage bag body the glass breaking sound loudly erupted, she screamed louder wanting no part of him. Needless to say, the Christmas tradition of the Red Plastic Bag Santa ended that day.

Today's ornament is a Christmas tree done in the same fashion as my other ornament. This one has a tiny present that sits under the tree.
What a great Christmas story - it is hysterical. Thanks for a laugh to start the morning. Your ornament, like all of the others, is very pretty.
ReplyDeleteGood Times....not so much. ;)
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