There’ll always be a soft place in your heart for your first kiss, your first I-love-you and for the person who gave them to you.
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The neighborhood over a couple blocks is all lit up.
You’ve been singing songs about it. You’ve been extra nice around the house because of it, doing your chores without complaint. Maybe you’ve even helped get ready for it by decorating your classroom.
Mama says you’d better share your toys. But you don’t mind; it’s Christmas, and as long as other kids are careful, they can play with your new gifts, too.
You didn’t even know it was possible, but there it was: Santa visits Grandma’s house, too.