Tonight, NPR had a story about those photocopied “Christmas Letters” that so many Americans send out with their Christmas cards. You know, the ones that mostly consist of bragging on your kids. It inspired me to write this fantasy Christmas letter.
Hello to all our family and friends,
Well 2004 was quite a year for the Branson family. Jim is now in his 13th year as Assistant Head of Automated Vending Sales (Southeastern Division) at Planter’s Peanuts. I am still busy with my volunteer activities and my part-time job at the local orthodontist’s office.
Alison Emily Branson is now five and a half years old and we can hardly believe it. She continues to enjoy her dance classes. At her Christmas recital, we thought her 20-second tap-dancing segment, joined by 109 other adorable little five year old girls, was the very best number in the 4 and a half hour recital. She didn’t even throw up this year.
Our Alison is doing very well academically. We don’t mean to brag, but she just seems, oh I don’t know, smarter than so many of the other children. Her kindergarten teacher recently told us that not only is Alison doing well with her letters and numbers, but she seems to have a knack for a complex statistical process called “multivariate analysis.” We helped her with her little project, “A kernel-type estimator of the intensity function of a cyclic Poisson process.” The poster board she decorated for the project was so cute and we barely helped her at all. Her teacher says it is a little too early to really tell at age 5, but she has a lot of potential in mathematics, evidently. She also can draw a potato.
We were also so very proud of Alison for having foiled a bank robbery here in Bowling Green. I had taken her into a branch bank near our home when two strange, suspicious and nervous-looking men came in, wearing heavy overcoats in the middle of September. I never even noticed and neither did most of the customers. However, I felt Alison tense up and squeeze my hand tighter. “Mommy,” she said, “those are bad men. Cover me.” To my astonishment, Alison, looking completely innocent, of course, casually ambled over to the men, who didn’t even pay attention to her because she is so small. In one fluid motion, she kicked the first man in the back of the knee and then disarmed him before he hit the ground…and I never even saw the gun in his hand. Unfortunately, Alison had to shoot the second man but she was able to keep the other man helpless on the floor until police arrived. A short investigation concluded that Alison’s action was “justifiable homicide.” You’d have thought that the episode would of upset most children, but you should have seen her put away the ice cream we stopped for on the way home! Anyway, I guess four years of karate paid off. I don’t think the dance lessons hurt one bit either!
Well, we hope you’re having a lovely holiday. Come see us in Bowling Green in 2005. Alison is always looking for sparring partners. Merry Christmas to all!
Love,
The Bransons
Jim, Francine, and little Alison