Hannah, Naomi, and I recently did a Christmas craft that involved rickrack. This was a new term for Hannah, and she was excited to find rickrack on other things, too, like the table runner made for me by one of her Grandmas.
This is all very cute, except when the discovery is made in the reflective silence after communion at Mass on Christmas Eve. Looking at her dress, she suddenly, enthusiastically pipes up, "Look Mom! Rickrack!" Clearly she's reflecting on the wonder of the Incarnation...
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