The faint music of holiday carols fade into the winter evening air as Two-shoes and her baby walk home from prepping for holiday at the church.
"Are you ready to be a sheperd?"
She asks the little one.
"I am going to be the best shepard ever!"
"Oh really? So your not sad about not being an angel this year anymore?"
"I wanted to be an angel cause they can fly but now I have a staff so thats cool and I hit wolves and stuff! Keep sheep safe!" He karate chops the air pretending to fight the invading wolves.
"Is that so? I bet we can still make you fly," she grabs his hands and swings him, and they both laugh. Consumed by play they eventually arrive at home, where cocoa is waiting for them.

(Another 2019 art pic I never posted ahhhh!)