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12-24-2015, 09:52 PM
BRENDAN
OH COME YE, OH COME YE, TO BETHLEHEM
OH COME YE, OH COME YE, TO BETHLEHEM
Okay, maybe I am a naughty boy. But I'm off from my Momma again. This time, i'm really not far. I'm merely wandering around the meadow when I hear the bells. I stop and listen, my ears twitching in curiosity. That's when I started seeing others. Strangers started coming though the meadow heading for something. So of course, I follow along. I bound along, that is until I hear it. Laughing. Not just any laugh, but a laugh that had to belong to a voice I know all to well. "DAD!" I squeal in delight before taking off after him.
We come to a crowd of others, and I lose Dad for a while. I can't see him or Alanna anymore. But finally, I hear him. I hear him greeting someone else. I push though the crowd, which is easier for me because I am so small. The moment I reach his side I speak again. "Dad." Without hesitation I shove my face against his shoulder just glad to see him. Alanna comes over and rubs against my legs as Dad turns to look at me with a smile. "What's going on Dad? Who's that?" It's funny how good I am becoming at speaking. I'm only a few months old, but I can already speak almost perfectly.... Well, almost.
"Talk"
