Tree Santa Christmas Sherpa Fleece Blanket
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The tree skirt is the best one ever! I know because it’s mine. It covers my floor with its thick, rich red fabric that feels like heaven on my feet. And then there are the lights–so many of them! I had to get extra for this year so no matter where you look, they’re shining. My family all agreed–even Uncle Jake who never agrees with anything–that it looks perfect in our house this time of year.
We put together a little makeshift tree at first–well more than just one small tree actually-but now we’ve got enough room to have a big beautiful live fir right smack dab in the middle of our living room and nothing could be better than coming home from work on
“I love Christmas time,” he said, “with all the cheer and joy.”
It was December twenty-third. He had been waiting for this day since September first! This year he would get to see his family after a long time away. But before he could make it home, there were still six gifts to find under the tree…
Every morning, I wake up with the Tree Santa Christmas Sherpa Fleece Blanket wrapped around me. It’s so warm and cozy and always smells like cinnamon and cloves. Sometimes I think about what my life would be like if I didn’t have this blanket to comfort me in my bed every day. But then, I remind myself that we live in a world where everyone can afford such luxuries as these blankets because of our great economy. And, even though there are still some people out there who don’t have anything at all, they’re just one of those things that you’ll never know until you experience it first hand or if you’re unlucky enough to be born into poverty stricken family where your parents only care about themselves instead
Tree Santa Christmas Sherpa Fleece Blanket
The first snow of the season had fallen early this year. It was still September, but it felt like Christmas morning to me. I got out of bed without disturbing my sleeping husband and tiptoed over to the tree by the window. The tree’s pine scent mixed with that of fresh snow on our front lawn. My hands reached up towards the top branch where I found a gift wrapped package just for me. I pulled off the wrapping paper carefully so as not to rip anything, revealing a Tree Santa Sherpa Fleece Blanket! The softness enveloped me in warmth right away – even before I started carrying it back towards my warm bed which now seemed much farther away…
“I’ve seen it all,” said the Tree Santa Christmas Sherpa Fleece Blanket. “Kids walking home from school with their backpack slung over their shoulders, families sitting down to dinner together, and dogs playing in front yards.”
But there’s one thing I haven’t seen for a long time now: kids with sleds at the foot of my trunk. That used to happen every single day but these days it’s so rare that when I see them I can barely contain myself!
“Hey you guys!” I call out as they walk by me on the way home, laughing and shoving each other playfully. “Do you want some help getting your sled up here?”
“Good evening, and welcome to the North Pole. Santa has asked me to give you a tour of his workshop before we head down the chimney tonight.” Bill said as he welcomed Leon into the workshop. “Santa is so happy to have you here for Christmas Eve, because we’ve been working hard on getting ready for it!” He explained that they had just finished making their own Tree Santa Christmas Sherpa Fleece Blanket and were wrapping up production for this year’s batch of toys. “I’m going to take these neatly wrapped packages over to Mrs. Claus now, but after I come back will show you how our reindeer fly through the air with magic!”
“TREE SANTA!” a voice shouted. I looked up from the display of Tree Santa Christmas Sherpa Fleece Blanket and saw a girl with pigtails running toward me, her parents trying to catch her. She put her hands on my shoulders and gave me a hug before she started jumping around excitedly. “I want this! Can I please have this?” The little girl asked as she pulled at my shirt, tugging on the strands of fabric that fell from it.
“This is not for sale.” I said kindly as I tried to push away from the young stranger’s grip but she only held tighter onto my clothes, refusing to let go no matter how much force was applied against them or how many
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