We're visiting family in Colorado. The weather has been springlike. Is that a word? The community is Highlands Ranch. It's a large community. Ninety thousand residents. It's so perfect.
There are no poor people in Highlands Ranch. Well, you never see them, or if they are poor you can't tell by looking. This helps me think less about the money I spend on presents. There are no minorities in Highland Ranch. This is nice because you don't have to worry about being politically correct. When everyone looks the same you can joke about everyone else and they never know!
If someone parks illegally on your street, like the end of their car hangs over into your driveway, you can call the police and they'll come pronto to ticket the criminal.
Christmas Eve there was a Santa Claus standing on a main street corner in Highlands Ranch. He was perfect. My guess is that there were several such Santas planted throughout this large community.
We always come to Highlands Ranch to visit Micah, Rachel, and now Noah. It was a meaningful Christmas because of the people we visited. Christmas is like that.
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