The Festivals Waiting for You

Little one, our family loves festivals. Let me tell you about them.

Our biggest festival is [our biggest festival]. Days before, the whole house gets busy. We clean every corner. We open the windows wide. On the day, we put up [our lamps or lights]. The house glows, and so does the street.

Then come the colours. We hang [our flowers or decorations] on the door. They swing a little in the breeze.

And the sweets! Every year, we make [our festival sweet]. The whole house smells warm and sugary. Everyone takes one before it is time. Even me. Especially me.

Next time, with you.

We love [another festival we love] too. That day is full of [what that day is full of]. There is music, and bells, and the phone ringing with wishes. Cousins run around the house. Someone always falls asleep on the sofa.

We also have our own small family days. Birthdays. The first rain of the year. A slow Sunday breakfast together. Big or tiny, every celebration is better when we share it.

Next time, with you.

This year, I will tell you about each festival as it comes. Maybe the songs and bells will reach you, soft and far away.

And next year, I can already see it. Your eyes, wide and shining in the lights. Everyone wanting to hold you. Everyone saying, "It is the baby's first festival!"

Next time, with you.