There’s something magical about holiday movies: The Christmas Story, The Grinch that stole Christmas, A Charlie Brown Christmas, and on and on. I have so many favorites. But for some reason, I’ve been thinking about Home Alone. Growing up, it was a favorite of my siblings and I.
The builder had a run in with his bed today (a huger than huge thanks to Lesa for being my sanity this afternoon!). A gash, stitches, and several hours later, he was exhausted and the pain killer was wearing off. I decided it best to make the blue number cookie tomorrow, and watch our Christmas movie tonight.
The soundtrack has so many great holiday sounds, and the dancerwas be-boping to them. So many quote-ables, the designerand I reminisced over them and the many funny scenes. The builder and dancerwere mesmerized as the buglers made their entrance into the home. It was a fun movie night.