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Let It Snow

Snow is in the forecast. The phrase, “Let It Snow,” always reminds me of the song ofcourse, but only after thinking of the David Sedaris dark-but-funny story of the same title from Dress Your Family In Corduroy and Denin.

In the story, David’s mom locks the kids out of the house so that they will go play in the snow and give her some peace.  The children try to plot their way back into the house. David decides that if one of the kids were to pretend to get hit by a car, that might do the trick. He tries to get his sister Amy {Sedaris} to do it. 

“Amy in turn, pushed it off to Tiffany, who was the youngest and had no concept of death. ‘It’s like sleeping,’ we told her. ‘Only you get a canopy bed.’
Poor Tiffany. She’d do anything in return for a little affection. All you had to do was call her ‘Tiff’ and whatever you wanted was yours: her allowance, her dinner, the contents of her Easter Basket. Her eagerness to please was absolute and naked. When we asked her to lie in the middle of the street, her only question was ‘where?’”

So funny. No worries. It all ends well.
I love his stories.

My sisters never asked me to get in the street, but I’d still do about anything for them and I miss them most at this time of year, when we would steam tape off of presents under the tree and sleep in the same bed because we were terrified of Santa’s breaking and entering. The coffee commercial where Peter comes home and surprises the family on Christmas Eve still makes me cry. Watching it, I’m my daughter’s age all over again, just after my oldest sister left for college.

December 17, 2009 - 10:40 pm Katy Heskett Gibbs - LOVE, love, love the coming home for Christmas stories. My personal fav from my life is attending midnight service in Mpls, MN, then driving down to my husband's family house (5 hours) for a 5:30 am rendezvous w his siblings. Then we, 3 of the siblings and a fiance, two dogs and a toddler ran up the hill to their house screaming carols and shaking bells like mad. They came running down to the door in pjs to figure out what the heck was happening. Good thing they have a rural farm house on a hill, neighbors might not have been as happy as they were to see us!!! I love that my mother in law, still half asleep and in a silky nightie started making breakfast w/o missing a beat. (Running, singing and shaking bells makes you hungry) May you have happy holiday gatherings too.

December 18, 2009 - 9:29 am George - Oh, Tiff. I love you. And David Sedaris.

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