Christmas in Brooklyn

when we decided to go on a trip this christmas instead of going home, 
i thought i'd be able to jet off without getting nostalgic.
not so. i think its because i'm not going home that
it's hardly felt like christmastime this year.
and when i do think of christmas, i miss my california crew.
thankfully on tuesday, sebastian's family came over for an early christmas meal. 
there was roasted tomato soup and gifts from tracy's
recent trip to colombia, 
and nico was a precious, perfect doll in his elbow patches and jeans.
it was warm and merry, and the holiday spirit crept in.