Mustang

I stood on the front porch and watched the man before me as the clouds swallowed the sun and the rain started to come. I walked back into the house as my mom started to hum to the music on the radio she has such an amazing voice. I stood there for a moment listening to her in amaze ment. "Would you like to dance mam?" My mom said. "I would love to" I said my mom took my hand as we danced across the kitchen floor. Later on that dayI came down the staries to see all these boxes lined the floor wich only ment one thing. "We get to decorate for the old fat man" Brady said. "Are we going to get the tree?" I asked. "Already on it's way" Mom said. I always loved Chrsitmas all the joy and fun we have I only wish it would snow. "And don't ask for snow this year you know you wont get it" Mom said. "Darn" I laughed. "You know what I would like for Christmas?. Mom said. "What?" Marc said. "For the house to decorate it's self but it'll never happen so lets get to work" Mom said. After a few hours we finly got the houes fixed and ready to go.