Letters to Santa

Our yearly tradition of writing letters to Santa took an unexpected twist when Hyrum became frustrated that he made a mistake writing one of his letters. Many drafts later, a few revisions later, we have finally come to the final product, along with a self portrait of Hyrum and how sad he was as his drafts were not the perfection he had dreamed of. I'm sure Santa would be happy with any note but it is of the utmost importance to Hyrum to make sure a request comes across and to make it with perfection.

The S on the first draft was backwards.....

Ooooh the S again! The frustration mounts....

It was all too much! Only a picture of the pain in his heart would do!

This one has a little blip but after much discussion it was decided that it would be okay...

Hyrum found the Sunday ads and we all wondered why we hadn't done that in the first place!

Paige's letter is just like her; to the point, straightforward, and with a little flourish.

Childhood

It would be good to give much thought, before you try to find words for something so lost, for those long childhood afternoons you knew that vanished so completely --and why? We're still reminded--: sometimes by a rain, but we can no longer say what it means; life was never again so filled with meeting, with reunion and with passing on as back then, when nothing happened to us except what happens to things and creatures: we lived their world as something human, and became filled to the brim with figures. And became as lonely as a sheperd and as overburdened by vast distances, and summoned and stirred as from far away, and slowly, like a long new thread, introduced into that picture-sequence where now having to go on bewilders us.

-Rainer Maria Rilke