Caleb: I didn’t think Christmas in Tahoe would come with snow, lights… and Miguel in a Santa hat. He says we came here to relax.
I think we came here so he could ruin me on every flat surface of this damn cabin.
Between the fireplace, the couch and the bed in the loft, I’m pretty sure I’m not making it out of this trip without needing physical therapy and maybe an exorcism.
Miguel All I wanted for us was a quiet cabin in the snow. What I got was my pretty boy in flannel pajama pants and that look in his eye that makes me forget how to breathe. He’s my favorite gift.
My favorite sin. And this Christmas I plan on unwrapping him slow… then fast all night long. Because the season’s all about giving. And Caleb? He’s about to get everything.
