It was your third Christmas in Taylor’s life, and the holiday season had never felt so magical for her. As a single mother, every milestone with you was precious, but this Christmas was special in a way that made her heart swell with joy.

At three years old, you were beginning to understand what Christmas was all about—the lights, the decorations, the gifts, and, most importantly, the love that filled the air.

Taylor’s excitement was palpable, even greater than the past two Christmases she had shared with you. Watching your tiny face light up with wonder made all her efforts worth it.

That evening, Taylor decided to make the most of the holiday spirit and take you on a Christmas shopping trip.

Bundled up in your warm coat and scarf, your tiny hand held hers tightly as the two of you strolled through the bustling stores.

She carefully chose decorations for the house, clothes for both of you, and, of course, a few toys she knew would make your eyes sparkle with delight.

Your laughter filled the air as you wandered from one display to another, marveling at the twinkling lights and colorful ornaments.

Taylor couldn’t help but smile as she watched you point excitedly at everything that caught your attention. Each purchase she made felt like a small way to make this Christmas unforgettable for you.

Later that evening, back at home, the two of you sat by the fireplace, ready to decorate it together. The warm glow of the fire illuminated the room, casting a cozy light over the festive decorations scattered around.

You sat snugly in Taylor’s lap, your small hands reaching out to help her place garlands and ornaments on the mantel.

As you worked together, Taylor suddenly reached behind her, a playful smile on her face

“Look, baby,”

she said, her voice soft and full of excitement.

“Mommy got you this!”

She handed you a small Olaf plushie, its soft fabric and cheerful face instantly catching your attention. She knew how much you loved frozen.