Oh, the talking Hallmark Christmas ornaments. How much do they rock? They bring out my inner-twelve year old. Luckily I married someone who shares in my enthusiasm and allows me to adorn our tree with a starship, or, technically, a scene from one of the Patrick Stewart films, circa 1998.
“Mommy, I wanna press that. I want to press the green.”
I look up at the Christmas tree ornament. ”Oh, you want to push the button? You want to hear Locutus talk?…Neat, huh? Isn’t that cool?”
“Yep. It’s a man.”
“It’s Locutus of Borg.”
“And Mommy. It’s you, Mommy. That’s you.”
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