Silent Night by candle light gets me every time. I start off singing along and before I know it, I have a lump in my throat and and a tear in my eye, unable to continue singing. No matter how much I loathe the season as a whole because of the chaos, that song grounds me. And this year, it was Kate's pure innocent voice that kept singing when I no longer could that did me in. In that precious moment, Christmas arrived. It arrived in it's purest form and I was finally at peace.
Tea parties with Grandma are fun
A pet turtle (battery operated) for a ninja turtle. He named him Tyler.