...because it happens every year about this time.
No, we don't collect penguins, or snowflakes or even angels or shepherds or sheep, but at some point in our history as a family (maybe it was the year Dairy Queen gave beany bag reindeer with kids meals) we started collecting four-footed, prancing, pawing, caribou. Of course, personalities being the way they are, my husband, Turtle, contracted an obsession for them. So, every year the red, plastic vat in the attic comes bumping and thumping its way down dusty stairs and my living room is infested with silly, sleigh-pullers. . . and every year, another one pokes its silly little snout out from between the others. It's a tradition I tolerate, at best. The latest one is particularly goofy looking. (He's the last one in the video)
Oh well, at least I don't have a fat, jolly, white-bearded man in a red suit booming loudly in the darkness behind them. Oh wait...I do. Now maybe that's why he...hmmm.
Our Sunday Scribblings Prompt was "I Knew Instantly"
12 comments:
I don't think Dad owns a red suit. There's a frightening thought.
The real one looks as though he'd like to join in the fun!
I want one!
:D
I knew instantly
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That is so cute!
A great fun post. Enjoyed that.
I think the new addition is very cute, I've got a little one Mark gave me for our first Christmas together. I found a really cute tap dancing one at Hallmark the other day, I'm driving my family crazy with it. :)
lovely tradition!
hey very nice tradition
it is wonderful to have something special to collect.... i collect things with paisley designs on them... since way before blogging was a passion.....
At least they aren't living in your house! Cute story!
I really enjoyed this post. Sounds like a fun tradition.
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cute! :D
Love what the prompt brings.
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