When her father had come home with the Christmas tree, Delphinia waited patiently for him to get it inside while her mother prepared the space where they would put it. All the while, the small girl bounced from one foot to the other, hands clasped together as she stood off to the side.

Dancing green eyes watched carefully as her father settled the tree, and removed his protective gloves. That was all it took for her to take off at a run at her parents, beaming brighter than the Christmas lights.

"Can we decorate now?" Six-year-old Delphinia asked, "Can we?"