four calling birds.

on the fourth day of christmas:

i slept in. again.

i made sugar cookies in foods.

i ate those sugar cookies.

i drank mint truffle hot chocolate, supplied by Danny.

i watched the Newsies in US history.

i did not have to stay in advisory.

i watched brady play danny in fifa.

i sang songs and loved the seminary assembly.

i wrote cards to terminally ill children.

i liked that a lot.

i brought danny hot chocolate.

it wasn't as good as the one he brought me.

i felt sad again.

i wore leggings, leg warmers, boots, a hoodie and coat.

i cashed my check and returned sweat pants to danny.

i got home and napped.

i LOVED that nap.

i dreamed of christmas.

i woke up for dinner at seven.

i ate mama chus.

i came home to find a messy bed room.

i thought about folding laundry. again.

i was frustrated that my nail polish was chipping already.

i counted down: christmas break in 18 hours.

christmas in only nine days.

i felt like celebrating a lot.

four words,

waiting to be heard.