Saturday, February 24, 2018
I remember going to my aunt Carol’s house and admiring her huge collection of Christmas decorations; especially the village she had on a long table by her dining room table. She had a dog she named “Muffins” that I played with while visiting her. She would also let me endlessly push a button on one of her magnets she had stuck on her fridge, which would start blaring noise across the house. But she always would laugh along with me and always kept it so I could reach it. :)
