The witches made in kindergarten.
The long hair.
Excitement at the thought of Santa's arrival.
Being too short to help strap the tree to the Jeep's roof.
Kids being willing to pose on command.
They're getting older, and nothing says it more than pulling out all the Christmas decorations. "Stop tearing up, you crazy woman," Pete commands.
It's going too fast, this life of mine. Someone slow it the freakin' hell down.