It was Christmastime. It was one of my least favorite holidays ever, but Jazmine loved it and it had warmed up to me over the past years. Once it hit December, Jazmine went into a frenzy of decorating any space she occupied and baking treats for everybody.
So when I walked into the house to be hit with the smell of fresh pine tree and cookies, I was a little surprised. I paused at the doorstep, taking off my shoes as I looked over our small home.
The tree was up in the corner, bare and ready to be decorated, vinyl was all over the windows, lights strung up around the house, little green and red candles lit all throughout the house.
She walked over to me, flour and cookie batter smeared on her shirt and pants. randomly. A huge smile on her face, she pointed up at the ceiling. "I got a mistletoe."
I glanced up at the ceiling, then back down at Jazmine before kissing her deeply. When we finally pulled away, "You're going all out, huh?"
"Of course I am! Do you like it?" She jumped up and clapped her hands together, turning around to look at her handiwork.
"I love it. Are we gonna decorate the tree together?" I asked her, setting my backpack down and heading into the kitchen to see what she made.
There was already some in the oven but a whole side of our counter was covered in sugar cookies. Snowmen, snowflakes, bells and everything Christmas themed.
"I was hoping we could. I didn't know if you'd want to or not. And maybe decorate some cookies?" She looked at me hopefully.
"Of course we can. Where is everything?"
posted: 10/9/2017
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