~And if you ever find the time, you know I'm not far behind...and if you
ever need someone, I'll still be waiting..just waiting for a friend...
"See I made Greg a reindeer cookie because he was a reindeer," Lindsey said placing an iced sugar cookie into a red tin. "And Nick and Warrick are elves, Sara gets a snowman, and Uncle Grissom gets Santa Claus."
Catherine's merry smile began to form into a frown.
"Just in cause, Mommy," Lindsey said carefully placing the Santa cookie in the tin. "I mean after all, it is Christmas."
Catherine managed a small smile.
"Ok, all done," Lindsey said placing the lid on the last tin of cookies. "Can we please go to the lab now?"
"Go get your coat," Catherine said smiling. It had been Lindsey's idea to take the dozens of Christmas cookies they had made to the lab since the rest of the team was working that night.
As Catherine and Lindsey drove to the lab, listening to Christmas music, Lindsey exclaimed, "Hey Mommy, doesn't that look like Uncle Grissom's truck?"
"Lindsey, I really don't think," Catherine began.
"No, I'm serious, behind us," Lindsey said turning and waving.
Catherine glanced into her rearview mirror and could swear she saw Grissom wink at her.
"See I made Greg a reindeer cookie because he was a reindeer," Lindsey said placing an iced sugar cookie into a red tin. "And Nick and Warrick are elves, Sara gets a snowman, and Uncle Grissom gets Santa Claus."
Catherine's merry smile began to form into a frown.
"Just in cause, Mommy," Lindsey said carefully placing the Santa cookie in the tin. "I mean after all, it is Christmas."
Catherine managed a small smile.
"Ok, all done," Lindsey said placing the lid on the last tin of cookies. "Can we please go to the lab now?"
"Go get your coat," Catherine said smiling. It had been Lindsey's idea to take the dozens of Christmas cookies they had made to the lab since the rest of the team was working that night.
As Catherine and Lindsey drove to the lab, listening to Christmas music, Lindsey exclaimed, "Hey Mommy, doesn't that look like Uncle Grissom's truck?"
"Lindsey, I really don't think," Catherine began.
"No, I'm serious, behind us," Lindsey said turning and waving.
Catherine glanced into her rearview mirror and could swear she saw Grissom wink at her.
