Full

A girl full of cheer.

A street full of fanfare.
That only I seemed to be interested in, but that's besides the point.

Boxes full of toys.

A camera full of not-so-Christmas-card-worthy pictures.

And another.

And one more.

A tree full of lights.
A fridge full of food.

A cutie full of imagination.

A Gospel full of life.

A Christmas Eve full of cozy gifts,

preparations,

and some selfishness,

"Does Santa really need another cookie?"

Stockings full of loot.

The bottom of a Pillow Pet full of money from

the Tooth Fairy --on Chistmas Day no less!

And from Santa, not one to be left out,

a box full of Legos;

a cart full of groceries; and

a morning full of excitement.

A holiday full of grandparents.

A day full of laughs.

Until AK infested our computer with a virus, that is.

A dining table full of family.

A mother full of love.

A mountain full of snow.

And a little guy full of enthusiasm to sled it.

A girl full of sleepy, but watching New Year's Rocking Eve anyway.

A glass full of goodness.

And a wishful metaphor for our being.

A little boy full of motivation to stay up until midnight and ring in

the new year for the first time in his life,

but who at the end of the day, didn't quite make it to the end of this day.

(He was 40 minutes short of his goal, as noted on the clock in the background.)

And a family who joins millions around the world with

a heart full of hope that the 365 days that lie ahead are wonderful ones.

Bring on 2011!