The children were excited; tomorrow was Christmas!
The tradition, to catch their Christmas angel.
Imagine now the little ones jumping up and down, rolling all around, trying to catch their angel.
The tiniest of all jumped so high while clasping his hand and shouted, “I caught mine!”
Holding his hands together with a big smile, being careful not to let the angel escape.
Minutes passed by, and as he watched the other children leaping with joy, his big brown eyes widened; looking at his hand, still holding tight, he turned to his grandmother, “please, do you have a cage?”
inspired by Carrot Ranch