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Ready to make our Christmas list?

Oh, what's wrong, sweetie?

Nothing. I know a word, Emily, when I see her.

Sometimes I just feel a little empty at Christmas.

Because of all the other big families.

Like Pat. She has so many brothers and sisters.

I know sometimes our family feels small.

But I have more love for you than drops in the ocean and sunbeams in the sky.

And we'll always have each other.

I know what you need.

Sometimes there are the worries we can't control and those we can.

For the worries we can't control, like feeling sad, we'll put them in this

worry box.

Watch. Worry.

Sprinkle.

Sealed. In.

You try.

See, we'll do it.

And then we'll let the angels take care of those, okay?

Why do I have to make a list for Santa if he knows everything?

Oh, the list isn't just for Santa, sweetie. It's for you as well.

I like to think of lists as roadmaps.

There are a lot of distractions out there and lists... Help you focus on

important.

And you know what's at the top of my Christmas checklist?

A new pair of skates?

Having fun with my little gem.

Dancing through the snow on a one -horse open sleigh over the physical.

Laughing all the way.

Hi, Mrs. Riley.

How are you, my dear?

Oh, silly question.

Sorry, I never know what to say.

I'm fine.

I should really be going and... Are you thinking of decorating this year?

I don't know. Probably not.

Oh, that's a shame.

Your house was always the brightest on the block.

And this is Candy Cane Lane, after all.

Right.

How could I forget?

Well, look, if you need any help, I'd be happy to lend a cheerful hand.

It's the happiest time of year.

Right.

The happiest.

You're out of the pate, so I had to downgrade him morsels for Little Muffin,

which he hates.

Oh, why don't you have red and green catnip toys?

These yellow ones?

Not Christmassy enough for his stocking.

Oh, catnip on sale.

Last time you overcharged me 20 cents. Are you serious right now? You're

actually complaining about 20 cents?

And morsels that don't jive with Muffy Miffy Muffball's refined palate?

Those things seem pretty insignificant in the grand scheme of life, don't you

think?

While Muffin is enjoying her catnip -induced Christmas with a stocking full

red or green or yellow toys, can cats even see color?

Some of us don't know how we're going to make it through the holidays.

Sorry,

are you okay?

Depends on your definition of au grand.

The one and only. Can I come in?

Uh, I guess.

You haven't been answering my calls.

Sorry about that. Uh, now is actually not a great time.

Really great bones.

Excellent craftsmanship. You have got quite the asset on your hands.

Now, I completely understand what you're going through.

Losing a parent can be overwhelming.

One word for it. But when you initially reached out, you seemed pretty sure you

were going to sell.

I'd say I was more 60 -40.

Given that your house is on the famous Candy Cane Lane, there is no better time

to sell, given the holiday season.

Think of the optics.

Look, I appreciate you coming by, and I know I need to make a decision soon. The

sooner the better.

You must be anxious to get back to Seattle. Move on with your life.

Moving on would be nice.

Take it from me, a house can really weigh you down.

Seems like strange advice, given that you're a real estate agent.

And a realist.

And for real, when you sell, you will have a nice chunk of change to open a

vegan cheese shop, or make some soap, or whatever it is you millennials are into

these days.

I'm not ready.

Think about it. You have my card.

And it wouldn't hurt to put up a few decorations.

Tis the season.

Ho, ho, ho.

Tis the season.

Ho, ho, ho.

Cheryl.

I bring tidings of tamales.

Thanks, Kat.

It's that time of year. I have tamales coming out of my ears.

Who's Cheryl?

The realtor.

Ah, that's what I thought. Did you pull the trigger?

Not yet.

Not yet as in not yet but going to or not yet not in this lifetime?

Honestly, I have no idea.

After Mom passed, I thought I couldn't stay here for another second. But now I

can't decide what sweatpants to wear.

I'm not ready for any of it.

I'm here for you. You know that, right?

I know.

What you need is a cotton collar.

Want me to book a ladies' trip to the salon?

I'm okay.

Who am I trying to impress, anyway?

Have you heard from... Dave? No.

I'm not surprised.

I'm pretty sure when he said take a break, he was just too scared to say

up. You did say you two were growing apart.

You should just take this space as an opportunity for you to figure out what

want.

Still, would it have been nice to at least get flowers?

At least.

Are you still going to that grief support group?

Why not?

Honestly, I'm cried out. I think I'm clinically dehydrated.

I gotta go.

I gotta go grocery shopping and then pick up the dry cleaning and then go get

the boys from hockey.

I don't know how you do it all. And now you have me to look after.

Caffeine and sugar, baby.

Call me if you need anything.

I will.

No, you won't.

That's why I keep checking in on you.

Love you.

Love you.

Okay, Mom.

If you're watching over me, please give me a sign.

Christmas is coming.

The snowflakes will be falling.

It's the most wonderful time of year.

We have talked about this so much that I'm beginning to read divorce legally to

my sleep.

Yes, we want this.

Okay, and it would be great if you could have it signed and done before

Christmas.

It's not gonna ruin Christmas.

Don't be so dramatic.

I have to leave now. My meeting's here.

Tim? Tim, don't start with me.

Next time, you can just pick up an extension, and if you like, get the full

story.

I just didn't want to interrupt.

Don't worry.

I never had a personal life before. Why start one now?

Come on in, Noah. Take a seat.

You okay?

Of course. Why wouldn't I be?

Divorce is kind of a big deal.

It's part of life. Yin and yang, light and dark, et cetera, et cetera.

Sometimes loving it enough.

There's a song about it.

Love makes the world go round. There's a song about that, too.

Maybe.

I really like Tim.

He seemed like the only one that could get you to slow down.

Maybe you should have married the guy.

The plight of the snowy egret.

Yeah, I'm hoping it'll get people to take climate change seriously. Did you

that the destruction of the habitat is the greatest threat to their entire

existence? Well, I appreciate your enthusiasm for our feathered friends.

What I need now are Christmas stories.

Heartwarming, tear -jerking, love -filled stories that will go viral and

faster than a sourdough recipe on TikTok.

What do you have against Christmas stories?

It's not my thing.

I like writing articles with substance.

Not about the lights on Candy Cane Lane or the Great Christmas Bake Off.

We put that piece on grief in the holiday season a while back.

Yeah, but it wasn't a fluff piece.

That was about how the holidays affect people that have suffered loss.

Noah, you're a good writer, even a great one, but you have to focus.

Freelance is fine for a while, but you can't build your career on that alone.

Thank you.

I think.

There's a position opening up for a staff writer in the metro section.

I'd like to put your name forward for the job, but you have to prove to me

you're versatile.

Mary, I'm versatile.

Bring me an inspirational Christmas story, something we've never seen

something that will bring hope to people in these trying times.

You bring me something like that, and the staff position is as good as yours.

Thank you, Mary.

I will not let you down.

I know you won't.

I'm going to dazzle you with so much Christmas cheer, you're going to think

Santa wrote it himself.

Cute. Oh, and Noah, I need that in three weeks for the Christmas edition.

You got it.

It's impossible.

What is?

Isaiah, hey.

This article I'm working on is stuck.

Have you run out of ideas on how to save the world?

This assignment Mary gave me.

She basically handed me a full -time staff position if I could get it right.

No pressure?

Exactly.

It's one of those heartwarming Christmas fluff pieces.

Ah, your favorite.

Yeah. I'll figure it out.

If you want the staff position, that is.

I do.

Be a good step in the film for me.

Anyways, how's work?

Fine. That good?

It is what it is. It means to an end.

I just beat Dad's?

No, that's Throne Knight.

Why? Are you actually going to come?

Especially not now.

I've got to work on this article.

Sure. Haven't heard that one before.

I'm a writer.

That's what I do. I write.

And especially not with this one. The stakes are way too high. It's got to be

perfect.

Okay, Angel.

Time to take care of all my worry.

My sweet Zem, if you're reading this, it unfortunately means that I won't be

with you this Christmas, despite how badly I want it to be.

I know you'll be sad, so I created a Christmas checklist.

You know how I am with lists.

That I do.

Of 12 things that I want you to do before Christmas.

Check them off as you complete them, and you don't have to do them in any

particular order.

Just make sure that you finish all 12 activities.

The 12th activity will come to you on Christmas Eve.

Mom, I can't.

I can hear you saying that you can't do this, but you can.

You're so strong, my gem.

You've overcome any obstacle you ever faced.

I'm so proud of you.

I know you'll tackle this challenge head on and that you'll find joy in the

process.

Trust me.

Mothers are always right.

Please complete all of the items on the Christmas checklist.

It's all I ask.

I love you to the moon and back.

All my love, forever and always, Mom.

Don't eat jackets and clothes.

Go on a wintry adventure.

Okay, I'll do one thing.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there.

Hey, it's you.

I'd ask if you're okay, but if I recall correctly, that's a touching subject.

Right. Sorry about that.

All in the past.

That's a lot of coats.

I'm Noah, by the way.

Emily.

So what's the occasion?

For the closet purge.

Is it Marie Kondo?

Are you early spring cleaning?

Are you moving?

You ask a lot of questions.

I can't help it.

Work hazard.

Here, let me help you with that.

Thank you. No problem.

Thanks for your help.

My pleasure.

So I've got to ask, what brought you to the co -drive today?

I'm here from the Ivywood Gazette. I'm doing an article about giving,

the spirit of giving, and what makes people want to give, and how it impacts

community. Are you sure? You don't sound too convinced. It's a work in progress.

I'm afraid my reasons aren't as altruistic. I'm doing it for a

Checklist? It's a long story.

I got the time.

My mom died recently, on November 11th.

I'm sorry to hear that.

It's okay.

Actually, it's not okay, but that's the easiest thing to say sometimes.

I get it.

I lost my mom a few years back around Christmas.

So now I don't even really lean into the Christmas thing.

The checklist doesn't really give me that option.

A list of things I have to complete before Christmas.

She left it for me. It was her final request.

That's a nice way to stay connected to her.

Sure.

Except the last thing I want to do right now is decorate the house or pick up a

new hobby.

Well, you already donated the clothes. I guess that's part of the list, I would

imagine. It was.

It can't be that bad.

Aren't journalists supposed to remain objective?

Sounds like you're taking my mom's side.

I disagree.

This is partial to a good story.

You know what?

This is a great story.

Oh, I don't think so.

Yeah, pretty personal.

Sometimes those are the best ones to share.

Don't you feel better after talking to me about it?

Yes, but that's because you tricked me with your journalistic charm.

I didn't know that was a thing.

It is. You have it.

I gotta be honest with you.

I'm actually a freelance journalist.

And I gotta find this amazing viral story that'll blow my editor's mind.

So I can land this promotion.

I really think that this is that story.

Spirit of giving isn't gonna cut it?

It's not special.

What you're doing, that's special.

I appreciate that, but I just can't. It's too soon.

Okay. Yeah, I get it.

I don't want to push, but, you know, I had to try.

Thank you again for your help with the coats. I should be going.

Nice bump in India, Emily.

Hey, wait.

Can I help you with the checklist?

Why would you want to do that?

Well, you said there's things you don't want to do.

Maybe if you did them with someone else, it'd be easier.

And to be honest with you, I could really use the Christmas cheer.

Promise me it's not for your story.

It would be completely off the record, Emily.

I promise.

I'll think about it.

Okay. Hey, let me give you my card.

And I'm also really good with a staple gun, too. I'm just saying.

I'll keep that in mind.

Fine. You dating?

Using those acts?

Dad, we just decorate the tree and talk about sports like we always do.

My apologies.

Man, let's know what's happening in the son's lives.

Let's know that they're happy.

Everything's fine, Dad.

I'm doing okay.

You don't have to worry about me.

Yeah, it's just your brother I have to worry about.

Here we go.

I'm just wondering when he's going to quit.

fooling around with all that writing stuff.

Well, actually, he's up for a staff position at the Gazette.

Really?

Well, thanks for sharing the good news.

What's the catch?

No catch, really. I mean, apart from writing a knockout article to win the

promotion.

Yeah, well, let's just hope he doesn't mess it up.

God bless you.

Are you okay?

I got a sign.

What? You did?

I didn't actually believe all that stuff. I was just being supportive.

Mom left me something in the worry box.

Total Ruby move.

It's a checklist of things I have to complete before Christmas.

Your mom and her list?

What kinds of things?

Mostly stuff that we would have done together.

It is, and it's hard.

It's all part of the process. Just take it day by day.

I had to do one easy thing today, and I met this guy.

Say what?

Way to bury the lead.

Funny enough, he is a journalist.

Tell me more.

Kat, Dave and I haven't even totally broken up.

The last thing I need right now is a romantic distraction.

However...

He offered to help with the checklist.

At first, he wanted to write a story about it.

But that's not happening.

But he still wants to help.

I don't know why part of me wants him to.

I don't know why I don't even know the guy.

WWRD.

What would Ruby do?

That's the whole point of this checklist.

So, what would Ruby do?

He wouldn't hesitate.

Exactly. Call him now.

It's late.

It's 8 .30.

No more excuses, WWRD girl.

Boys, you don't need to get out every single bowl.

No, move.

I gotta go.

I promised the boys we'd make Christmas cookies.

Boys!

It's the karaoke version.

Remember, you never met my ex -boyfriend.

Or if you did, it was different.

Mom, let me in. I'm trying to party.

Cat.

You scared me.

Since when do you lock the door?

You should just give me a key. I wanted to help inspire you with the checklist.

And I think you need something living in here.

I'm sorry.

You know what I mean. It's okay. You don't have to walk on eggshells around

You're still wearing your pajamas?

Don't pajama shame me.

These are my day pajamas.

Then I don't want to see your night pajamas.

You know, you don't need to keep coming over and checking on me and bringing me

things. Although you can bring me some fasoli if you're making it. It's not

Christmas without fasoli, my friend.

And no, I don't need to.

I want to.

Thank you.

So, did you call that guy?

Why not?

I thought about it.

And? It feels weird to ask a complete stranger to do something so personal.

Have you Googled him?

No. Amateur hour. He's not a stranger if you Google him.

Come on.

Catalina.

I do this all the time to vet Peter's employees.

You're a cyber stalker?

I like to think of myself as Catalina P .I.

What's his name?

Noah Carver.

Try adding the I .V. would to that.

Look at all the articles he's written.

Be kind to bees.

Fostering saved lives.

Look, grief can make you a Grinch.

When the wave of grief pummels over you, it can make you feel angry and

irritable and do things you wouldn't normally do.

See? He totally gets where you're coming from. And he's super cute.

He must have written this around the time he lost his own mom.

I think it's fake.

Call him.

And then get him to help with... What's the next thing on the list?

Decorate the house.

Perfect. And then do the treat while you're at it.

This is one problem.

No more excuses.

Call him.

I've been thinking about it.

It's okay to have fun, you know.

I'm not sure I'm ready for fun.

You will be.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Here goes nothing.

Hello?

Emily? How did you know?

Lucky guess.

And I was hoping you'd call.

You were.

I was?

Um, I was just wondering if you were still, um, interested in, uh...

When?

Um, now?

Now works.

Actually, could you give me half an hour? I will text you my address.

I'll be there.

Oh, in LA?

Yeah.

What exactly are we doing?

You'll see.

Hey. Oh, hi.

Right on time.

So, what's today's challenge?

Decorating.

Piece of cake.

Well, not just decorating.

Decorate as if you are trying to win a contest.

It is Candy Canely, and I think there's a bylaw for decorating practices on the

street. Hold on. That's way more than I signed out for.

Don't blame me. Blame the checklist.

Why do you think your mom left you the checklist?

She had a thing for lists.

She had a list for everything.

She even had a list for all her lists.

I love a good list.

It's so satisfying.

There was also this book that we loved, The Christmas Box.

There was this quote, the best cure for a broken heart is to use it.

I think she knew I'd be heartbroken without her, so the list is her way of

making me do stuff to distract me from my sadness.

Well, then there's only one thing to do.

Complete every item on that list.

Give it 110%, nothing less than everything.

You in or out?

I think I need some cocoa. Do you want cocoa?

I can make you some cocoa.

Maybe I'll start moving the decorations. Yeah, I'm okay with that.

Thank you.

Look, I know I'm just basically a stranger that cornered you at a co

I'm happy I'm here.

And this Christmas checklist could be good for you.

And for me, even though I don't have any idea what I'm walking into.

You're not a complete stranger.

I read some of your articles.

You read my articles?

I had to check you out before I invited you over.

Figured a guy who writes articles about bees can't be all that bad.

That's good.

So what do you say?

Are we doing this or what?

Let's do it.

Great.

Stuff's nice.

It's a little dated.

No offense.

None taken.

If we're going to decorate like we want to win a contest, we've got to step our

game up.

How did I live here my whole life and not know about this place?

Well, it started up a few years back.

It's all donations. It's run by volunteers.

You know, this would be great material for that article you have to write.

Three months, think alike.

Did you bring me here to work a story?

No, but that's not a bad idea.

Do you mind if I go say hi to the owner? Give him my card?

I don't know.

A perfect moment to spend it in time.

That's what the snow will represent.

A perfect moment to spend it in time. Right.

My mom got me one like this when I was a kid.

She loved angels.

I'm just realizing I don't know what happened to it.

You should get that one.

Maybe it's there for a reason to replace what you lost.

Someone's quite the romantic.

these would be nice for the walkway you could do three on each side you know a

little pop of color good

we're gonna need a cart

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me a

partridge in a pear.

You can really sing.

That's Christmas carol. Anyone can sing that.

Oh, I disagree. That is a professional tra -la -la -la -la -ling.

Are you a singer?

Me? No.

I mean, I can sing, kind of. I used to with my mom, but I'm a nurse,

professionally.

Oh, hi, guys.

The clumsy nurse, apparently.

So what hospital are you work at?

Seattle General.

Quite the commute from Ivywood.

Which is why I live in Seattle.

All right.

This was my mom's house.

It's been in my family for a long time.

We both grew up here.

That's a lot of history.

Yeah, thanks for reminding me.

I came back to take care of her just before she passed.

And now I have to figure out what to do with it before I go back.

Which is when?

January 1st.

It's a big decision to make in such a short amount of time.

Yeah, it really is.

We make a great team.

We do.

So, what's next?

Oh, come on. We had a deal. I'm not backing out. I'm just trying to think of

easy one.

Um, how about go on a wintry Christmas adventure?

It could be sledding or skating.

Carolyn, you got a perfect voice for it.

How about skating?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

She's okay. She's doing laps around her.

Whoa.

To

a

little bit of pride.

Still intense.

You weren't that bad.

I wasn't that good either.

I even practiced.

You did?

Mm -hmm.

Well, at least you didn't give up.

Falling is just a second chance to try again.

Yeah.

You know, I have to say, the checklist is really getting me into the Christmas

spirit.

I'm grateful that your mom left it for me.

That's actually one of the items on the list to give thanks.

Every morning you're supposed to say something that you're grateful for out

loud. Okay, easy one.

You done yet?

Not yet.

It's kind of hard to feel thankful right now.

Christmas was my favorite time of the year.

Hence why it's not an Easter checklist, right?

Yeah, and I'm supposed to do all these things that just feel like painful

reminders.

Well, maybe that's the point.

Even when we're hurting, there's always one thing we can be grateful for.

So you're going to feel grateful that you went skating today, even though

going to be hurting tomorrow?

Yeah.

Can I see it?

The checklist?

Sure.

But I'm sending it to you as a friend, not as a reporter.

Of course.

Okay.

There.

What are we tackling next?

Uh, how about send handwritten cards to show love and appreciation?

It's very analog.

Yeah, my mom always wrote letters, thank you cards, holiday cards.

I never understood why she loved it so much, but I guess that's why it's on the

list.

Well, how about you send one, then I'll send one.

Well, you got to keep me posted since I'm your accountability, though. Okay.

Okay.

Today,

I am thankful for the Christmas checklist, the

time I had with my mom,

My best friend, Kat.

And for meeting Noah.

Hey mom, let me help you.

Miguel, give your butt over here and help auntie Anne.

Thank you.

They have never done that before.

People's smiles remind us that it's near.

Lights and phones, trees that glow.

Here's your card.

Here's your drink.

Round the table filled with dreams.

Telling stories of the years gone by.

So where are we with the musical ads?

I booked that husband and wife duo, Rockin' the Sleigh. Never heard of them.

They're huge on TikTok.

We usually book the guys from the Union League.

I thought we'd do something different.

They're really special. Here, let me show you. It's fine.

So, what else are you planning on changing this year?

I was thinking we set up the food stations here.

No, we never put them there. It's too close to the restrooms.

I also wanted to talk to you about the excessive use of tinsel.

What about it?

It's... You know what?

Never mind.

Do whatever you want.

Well, if I wanted to do whatever I wanted, I would have booked the guys

union league instead of some random on the internet.

Patty?

I want you to know that you can count on me.

Because I want this to be the best Christmas party that Ivy Wood has ever

And I really look forward to doing that with you.

What? Here.

Do one thing.

It might change everything.

Be kind to others.

is falling in the dark we stay warm beneath the covers

winter wonder in our heart

frozen

whisper i still hear you singing sweetly of our love

tender song to keep me

You okay, Jen?

I know this seems scary, but we practiced a hundred times.

Remember what we talked about?

If I get that feeling in my tummy, I close my eyes and see that it's just you

and me.

You got it, sweetie.

Just a few more hours go.

We die with the stars above And all the times I should have told

you Happy Christmas, oh my love

Now, you must be Emily.

Nick, right? That's right. Pleased to meet you.

Any chance this little one's in need of a foster home?

Oh, unfortunately, she's already spoken for.

Oh, that's too bad.

She seems so sweet. The company would have been nicer in the holidays.

Tell you what.

Why don't you leave your number with the cashier over there, and if anything

changes, you'll be the first to know.

Okay, great.

Oh, and...

Good luck with your checklist.

Eggnog?

But you have a lot of memories here.

Let's make some new ones.

I'm in.

The snow is falling and the cold wind is blowing hard.

I'm locked inside tonight, but my heart is somewhere else. I love that.

I'm thinking of you, babe, in all your crazy ways.

Hello? Yes, this is C.

What? No, you can't cancel.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

No, I understand. I hope you feel better. It's just, how am I going to

someone to perform so last minute?

Is that guitar an old, new hobby? Yeah, I was feeling inspired.

I'd love to hear you play.

Ugh, we'll see.

It's been a while. I don't think I'm ready for an audience.

What about you? What's your hobby going to be?

I'm working on a book.

A novel.

Wow, that's impressive.

No, it's not.

I haven't touched it in years, and it kind of lost my motivation.

I got into a pretty serious, long -distance relationship, and, uh...

Those freelance journalist contracts made life a little easier for my ex

-girlfriend and I.

So you stopped writing the novel?

I chose a career path for a relationship that didn't work.

I just can't help but feel like I made some pretty big mistakes along the way.

It's hard to face them.

That's why the article is so important to you, to set you on a new career path.

I'm sorry about your breakup.

What about you?

Me?

Yeah. Boyfriend? Fiancé?

We, Dave and I, um, we broke up just before I came out here to look after my

mom.

Yeah.

Well, we didn't technically break up. We sort of took a break.

I see.

But the more time I'm away from him, the more I realize how much distance there

was between us already.

It's funny that when you're apart, you can really get to know someone.

An absence doesn't always make the heart grow fonder.

Yeah.

I thought we said no caroling.

Did we?

I almost slipped my mind.

Come on. It's for a good cause.

Emily, Noah, welcome.

Glad you could make it.

So happy to see you here, my dear.

It's been so long since I've heard you sing.

Nice to see you. Come on.

Now, does everybody know Silent Night?

I'd prefer to be silent.

Your voice is absolutely amazing.

Thank you.

So, I have to come to this gingerbread decorating contest that my friend Kat is

hosting here.

Do you want to come?

So?

What item of the checklist are we going to cover?

None of them.

Steve. Hey.

I know it's been a while.

I'm sorry I haven't reached out.

I've been doing a lot of thinking.

I miss you, Em.

A lot.

You could have at least texted. You're right.

Totally right.

I guess I just don't deal with loss that well, you know?

I'm sorry it's been so hard for you.

Oh, that came out wrong. I didn't mean that.

It's okay.

If ever you need someone to talk to, I'm here for you.

I've been doing okay so far, but thanks.

So when are you coming back?

Work wants me back by the first.

That's great.

I don't know. It feels so soon. I have so much to do here.

Well, the sooner you get back to your normal life, the better.

I guess.

How's work?

You know how it is.

Same cases, different faces. But we finally discharged Mr. Glickman.

Remember him?

And Em, I meant what I said.

I miss you.

This break has made me realize what a big part of my life you were.

Are.

I don't know what to say.

You don't have to say anything.

I just wanted you to know.

Listen, I got to run. Duty calls.

Let's talk again soon, yeah?

Yeah, let's.

Thanks for calling.

I understand.

Thank you.

No luck?

That's the end of the backup to my backup list.

No one is available.

Well, what did you expect? It's Christmas Eve.

Thank you. I'm aware.

What are we going to do? The musical act has always been the highlight of the

party.

Do you want me to call the guys from the Union League?

I already did. They're halfway to the Caribbean right now on a cruise.

We tried them in the first place.

You did a good thing.

Trying something new.

I am sorry that it didn't work out for you.

Do you remember when we used to get all kinds up there?

Anyone with a triangle or a tambourine could perform?

You know, maybe that's a good idea.

What are you thinking?

What if we did it old school?

Have a sign -up sheet, kind of like an open mic night.

Well, what if no one signs up?

Hey!

I have a feeling that won't be a problem.

And if all else fails, there's always Christmas karaoke.

I come bearing gifts.

Thank you, Emily.

Well, that's unexpected.

Thank you.

Are these made with agave by any chance? And gluten -free?

No, they're just regular donuts.

I see.

Is this cow's milk?

Yes, it is.

Too bad.

I only drink plant -based milks.

Well, we better get back to it. This party isn't going to plant itself.

Classic Patty.

She likes things a certain way.

Let me guess, her way?

Although ever since I gave her the checklist, she's been giving me way less

Cruella vibe.

The checklist?

Yeah. Sorry, I hope that's okay.

Of course. I'm glad it could help.

Don't jump to conclusions. She's still dead set on that tinsel.

We gotta run. I still have to pick up Juan and Miguel from school before we

to the senior center.

So, funny story.

Dave called last night.

Whoa.

That's not funny at all.

And he misses me.

Of course he does. You're amazing.

And it's too little too late, don't you think?

I don't know. Everybody processes this stuff differently.

He's been giving me space.

Just because Dave was part of your past does not mean he needs to be part of

your future.

I gotta go pick up my kids. You all good here, Patty?

Oh, sure thing.

I'm wrapping up, too. Okay, great. I'll see you on Monday at the gingerbread

contest. Yeah.

Perhaps you're right. Maybe we should tone down the tinsel this year.

Whatever you want, Patty.

No, it's whatever we want, Kat.

Have a good day, you two.

I knew you wouldn't like it. Then why'd you submit it?

I'm an optimist.

You know what I'm looking for?

Tears. And?

A triumph.

Yes.

My life's full of disappointment. Please don't be another one.

Of course not.

Two weeks.

Clock ticking.

I posted the open mic sign -up sheet on the website, and we can make an

announcement tonight to stir up some word of mouth.

I really wish we had at least one name on there.

We do.

Oh, that was fast.

Who is it?

Uh, Emily Robertson.

Your friend, Emily.

Wait, wasn't her mom a singer?

I remember. She used to perform every year. What a voice.

Emily's really talented, too.

She's just shy.

Well, I think it's just lovely that she is taking up her mother's tradition.

Nice job, Kat.

Judging will be based on execution, creativity, and originality. There will

prizes for the different categories.

You will have exactly 30 minutes to complete your gingerbread house.

goes, but make it nice.

And have fun.

Ready, set, go!

I didn't realize we'd be competing against each other.

Why, are you nervous?

Hardly. I watched about 50 YouTube videos to prep, so bring it on.

So, you're the Noah I've been hearing so much about.

Well, good things, I hope.

Oh, very good things.

Pat? Noah, Noah, Kat.

Kat was just stopping by to say a quick hello, right?

Fine, I'll leave you to it. So nice to meet you, Noah, and good luck.

Don't think you get special treatment just because you're my bestie. Oh, I

wouldn't dream that.

Nice to meet you, too.

Candy canes down, everyone.

Attention, everyone. We have tabulated our vote.

The first award goes to the house that is the most

original, the cat house.

And the winner for best gingerbread house.

Overall goes to... Noah!

No foodie -me -ski, okay, big winner? Okay.

Well, I'd like to thank the Ivywood Party Planning Committee for this honor.

And most of all, I'd like to thank my partner in all things Christmas, Emily.

Thank you all for coming out tonight, and please don't forget to sign up to

perform at the annual Ivywood Christmas party. If you don't, I will be forced to

perform Mariah Carey's full Christmas repertoire, and trust me, we don't want

see that.

We do have one participant already signed up, who we would like to thank.

who will remain a surprise until the big day. Thank you all for coming out, and

we'll see you on the 24th.

Mrs. Riley, I was just bringing over Christmas cookies.

Ruby's super -duper special sugar cookies?

My favorite.

You know, Mr.

Crabtree would love these.

That Mr. Crabtree? The very same. I was just having my morning coffee with him.

I always thought he was a total recluse. As did I.

But then something you said the other day got me thinking. You know, sharing

Christmas.

I realized I've lived across the street from the man for over 30 years, and I

barely know him.

Now, what kind of neighbor does that make me?

And you know what?

He's really not that crabby.

Just a touch shy.

I guess I better go get another tin of cookies.

Thanks again.

You're welcome.

I'm here for my cookies.

But can I have the ones that Noah decorated?

You'll get what I give you.

By the way, he's way cuter in person.

And nice.

And charming.

And kind.

And has major vibes for you. Okay, enough.

Sorry. Didn't mean to touch a nurse.

I'm sorry. It's not you. I feel like I'm on the end of an emotional yo -yo

between Noah and Dave, and I don't know what way is up or good or right anymore.

Love isn't linear, my friend. Sorry to break it to you.

You've been practicing?

More like dabbling. I don't have anything to practice for.

Um, what if you did?

I'm not following.

Okay. Before you say no, hear me out.

What if you performed at the Christmas Eve party?

Absolutely not.

I feel like that was a premeditated answer. You didn't even give me the

to sell you on it. There is nothing you could say to convince me.

Please. Kat, you know how hard it is for me to be in front of an audience, but

that performance on that night after the year that I've had? I get it. I do. But

the thing is, I'm really in a bind, and...

I kind of already told the committee, a .k .a. Patty, that you would.

Kat! Emily, you have an incredible voice, and singing makes you happy.

You radiate when you perform, and I would say that even if I wasn't your

friend. I'm so out of practice. You have time.

I just... I know.

It's hard.

But you've come a long way since you were eight years old.

Look.

I know it seems like I'm asking you to do this for me.

But honestly, I think you should do this for yourself.

Did I think about it?

You want to see me?

Sit.

These pictures you sent.

Well, in fairness, if I could just get the opportunity to elaborate that I

really think you see the... I'm sorry. No, that's three strikes.

I'm going to have to go with another writer.

I don't get a foul ball.

Not in this game.

I really wanted this for you.

Sorry I let you down.

What happened to your heart?

Excuse me? You always write with your heart. What happened?

Mary, I have the story that you want.

It's just one problem.

Not mine to tell.

I met someone. Her name is Emily.

Her mother passed away a month ago and left her a checklist of 12 things to do

by Christmas Eve.

At first read, it's pretty straightforward, but now I think that it

greater purpose.

This might sound crazy, but I truly believe that this checklist is a roadmap

finding love in all of its forms.

But like I said, it's not my story to tell.

I beg to differ.

Meeting Emily,

Finding your Christmas spirit again.

This is about you, Noah.

You're showing me your heart.

And I need that. Heck, we all need it.

Don't you understand, Noah? You're giving me hope.

That's what I've been waiting for.

Let me read it at least. Do you have a rough draft, an outline?

A few pages.

Tell you what. Send it to me.

I won't do anything until we talk again.

Scout's honor.

You were a Boy Scout?

Get out of here before you see me cry.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, of course.

Why?

You seem on edge or tense.

I guess I'm just nervous that you wouldn't enjoy the meal.

Are you kidding? This is the best paella I have ever had.

Okay, I can't stand it.

Something's up. You've been acting distant all night.

Bill.

I should get that.

Could be my dad or Isaiah for the volunteer fire department.

Mary, to what do I owe the pleasure?

Noah, you did it.

You made me cry, sob, bawl, weep.

This Christmas checklist article is everything.

Not even finished.

Ah, details, details.

You will finish it. I will run it. It will dominate Christmas. This is huge.

This is going to change the course of your future.

All good?

No.

Things are not all good, Emily.

I have a confession to make.

Okay.

I've been searching for the perfect article to land this staff position.

I remember.

But everything that I've been sending in hasn't been right.

And I've been feeling the pressure from my boss.

So today, in my meeting, I told her about the Christmas checklist.

I see.

She loved it.

She wants me to write it.

And you told her no, right?

Like I said, it's too personal. I'm not ready to share it like that.

Of course. The problem is, I've already started writing it.

You what?

Well, not all of it.

But I have started.

I was so inspired by you, Emily, and by our time together, that the words just

flowed onto the pages so naturally.

I never intended for her to read it, especially not before talking to you

it first.

But in the moment, it felt like sharing it with her was the right thing to do.

She was so moved that I didn't want to disappoint her.

So instead you disappointed me.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm really sorry.

Was that her on the phone?

Yeah.

She wants to run it.

Say no.

I can't do that.

She's my boss and I'm contracted to write.

Emily, I'm so sorry. This is not how I want things to go.

How did you think it was going to turn out, Noah?

All this time, I thought you were doing the checklist because you cared about

it, because you saw something special in it and you genuinely wanted to help me

finish it. But now I understand it was about the article the whole time, wasn't

it?

The checklist isn't something you can just use for your own benefit. The fact

that you don't see that tells me everything I need to know about you. And

not who I thought you were.

Okay, we're going to talk about it.

I'm okay, really.

No, you're not.

You wrote me a ten -page dissertation by text on why you're not okay. I just

feel like the whole time he was only interested in getting a promotion.

He didn't care about the checklist or us.

I mean, us doing the checklist together.

Can I ask you something that might make you mad?

No.

Are you more upset that the checklist is out there in the world or because

you're doubting your read on him?

What's that supposed to mean? Oh, come on. You were catching feelings for each

other and you're pissed at yourself because you think you read him wrong and

it's your job to read people and figure out what they're feeling.

No.

Okay, maybe yes.

Would you consider that maybe he's a good guy who made a bad choice?

I don't know.

I know you're mad right now but try not to be mad forever.

It's not good for your complexion.

I'll keep that in mind.

Great job decorating, Nick. It's very festive.

Do you think it's good enough to win a contest?

Definitely.

Thanks so much for stepping in to take care of her.

The original Fosters had a family emergency and had to leave town.

Of course. Thank you.

So, how long can you keep her for?

I was supposed to head back to Seattle around the 1st. No problem. The other

family will be back by then.

Oh, okay. That's good.

Emily!

Meet Ruby.

What did you say?

Ruby. Her name is Ruby.

Hi, Ruby.

Nice to meet you.

I'm thankful for my mom and the checklist for giving me a reason to

Ruby into my life.

All right, all right, I'm coming.

Hold on.

I wasn't sure if you heard the door, so I let myself in.

Old habit.

Of course.

Of course.

Come in. Make yourself at home.

Can I get you anything?

Coffee? Tea?

Water? Are you hungry?

I'm good.

Thanks, Dad.

I brought you some cookies.

Oh, thank you.

Did you make them yourself?

Mm -hmm.

I didn't know you had this skill.

Isaiah told me that you got a big promotion.

It's not confirmed, but it's looking good.

That's great.

I'm proud of you.

You are?

Of course I am.

I know I gave you a hard time about your writing.

It's because I didn't understand it then.

But I want to.

I want to be a part of your life again, Noah.

I'm sorry, too.

I shouldn't have shot you out like that after Mom died.

I was just so mad.

at the way that you had shut down and I ended up just doing the exact same

thing.

Well, more alike than you know, huh?

I guess, yeah.

I'd say we try again.

I'd like that.

Sure.

You sure you're not hungry?

I got lasagna with your name on it.

Yeah, okay. I could eat, you know.

So, how have you been? Haven't seen you around much.

Busy.

Work, holidays, the usual, you know. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, me too. God, it

would be so exhausting going from one Christmas party to another to another.

Constant socializing really takes it out of me.

How about you? Any holidays lined up, or are you looking for one?

Okay, Ruby, let's go for a walk.

How'd you get going?

What about dessert? Your father brought a lovely cake.

Spice cake, your mom's favorite.

I wish I could, but I have this deadline tomorrow.

This draft has to be perfect.

That's my son.

The world's hardest working writer. Can't wait to read it.

Thanks, Dad.

All right. Good night, guys.

Good night, man.

Uh, Noah?

Mind if I walk you home?

It's right next door.

I know.

Um, but I want to talk to you about something.

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay.

Uh, Noah?

Yep.

This is going to seem impulsive and maybe a little out of love field,

probably not because I've been laying it on pretty big.

Anyway, here goes.

Whoa. Come on. Sorry. Was that... Unexpected.

We are standing under mistletoe.

Look, Renee, Renee.

I think you are an amazing person.

It's just that I... You can save the pity speech. I've heard it all before.

Are you kidding me, Renee?

You are gorgeous.

You're confident.

You seem to have the world at your fingertips.

You're the last person that needs any pity.

It's just that I think I like someone else.

You think?

No, I know that I do.

Then what are you waiting for?

It did come to upset her, and I don't know if she'll ever forgive me for it.

Have you apologized?

Start there.

If she feels the same way about you, I'm pretty sure an apology will go a long

way.

Thanks, Renee.

Sorry I ambushed you with a kiss.

I guess I watched too many rom -coms. No, please, please, never change.

Somewhere out there is a guy who'd be lucky.

To be on the receiving end of that case.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're right.

Good night, Noah.

Good luck.

I'm thankful for...

Cheryl,

it's Emily Robertson from Candy Cane Lane.

Let's do it. Let's sell the house.

You did Ruby proud my dear.

That's exactly the kind of potluck she would have wanted

Did you forget something, Mrs. Riley?

Noah.

Hi. Hi.

May I come in?

Sure.

Emily, I'm so sorry.

I should have told you I was writing the article from the start.

I never meant to hurt you or take advantage of what you're going through.

I write because it's the only way that I can say how I truly feel about

something, which is why I wrote about you.

Here.

I brought you a copy just in case you wanted to read it.

I'm really proud of it, and I hope that maybe you'll see what I see.

Noah, you were right. The checklist was meant to be shared.

I'm sorry I blew up at you.

That's okay.

I can't promise that I'll read it, but I'll try.

That's fair.

And hopefully you'll also accept this small apology gift.

Em? Dave.

What are you... Why are you here?

Well, when you weren't answering about me coming down, I figured I would

surprise you.

Hello, I'm Dave, Emily's boyfriend.

Noah, Emily's friend.

Well, I guess that's why you have to prevail. No,

it's not.

No, it's complicated.

Well, I'm sure you two have a lot to catch up on so Alright

Noah wait

Looks

like a great party Got any leftovers Yeah

in the kitchen

look i'm pretty tired do you mind if i set you up on the couch and we call it a

night yeah

I'm sorry I showed up on an else last night.

It's okay.

I understand why you did.

I'm sorry, too.

I've been distant. It's not fair to you.

Well, I'm here now. We can figure it out, right?

These past few years have meant everything to me.

But the problems that we had before we went on a break will still be there if

get back together.

We've been through so much together.

I can't imagine throwing that away.

We're not.

What we had will always be ours.

It's just not enough to build a future on.

To think I'm the one who wanted to take the break.

Why do I regret it now?

I don't.

It helped us.

To be honest, you seem lighter, more optimistic, and that has nothing to do

me or us.

I know things weren't perfect.

I just miss the old days.

Me too.

But for the first time in a long time, I'm looking forward to the days ahead,

you know?

Yeah.

I do know.

So I'll see you back in Seattle?

Actually, I'm not sure about that anymore.

I hope we can still be friends.

We always have been.

We always will be.

I am so happy that Ruby has found her forever home.

Me too.

Cheryl, it's Emily.

Robertson.

Candy Canely.

Listen, I've been doing a lot of thinking, and I've decided I'm not going

sell.

Ever.

I'm going to stay in Ivywood.

I'm thankful that it's finally Christmas Eve.

And I'm thankful for you, Mom, wherever you are.

Because I can feel you everywhere.

Our parents give us many gifts.

They teach us about kindness and empathy.

They show us how to stand up for ourselves when it counts.

And step back.

When the fight isn't worth it.

However, I would argue that the most important lesson our parents can give us

how to love.

How to receive it, share it, and spread it to those who need it most.

When we lose a loved one over the holiday season, it can be devastating.

When we lose a parent,

Debilitating.

Unless you're lucky enough to have a mother who leaves you a Christmas

checklist.

A roadmap to guide you along the path to love.

Finding community and cultivating friendships along the way.

This is the story of that checklist.

And how it changed Christmas for me.

Forever.

You look great.

You're right. I do.

And you're not so bad yourself.

By the way, the Christmas checklist has gone viral. I linked the hashtag to your

article and it's blowing up.

Great.

Did you tell her how you feel?

I tried.

Not good enough.

Put it all on the line. Take it from me. You'll feel better afterwards. No

matter what happens.

Hey, guys.

Just hang on a second. I forgot something.

Emily, you ready to go?

Yes.

There's just one last thing.

It's from your mom.

I'll wait for you in the car.

My precious gem, I know this Christmas will be hard, but I hope you know that I

will always be with you, close to your heart.

If I know my gem, you've figured out what the twelfth item is on the

Remember, keep your heart open, my dear, and it will open your eyes to the love

that is all around you.

And no matter what, you have my love, forever and always, Mom.

Noah! Just the man I want to see.

Mary, hi.

Tim, you look great.

Are you guys, how are you doing?

Oh, stop beating around the bush. Yes, we're back together.

Blame the holiday spirit, blame the mulled wine, blame the checklist, but

we are.

Noah, I'm thrilled to tell you that the staff writer position is

officially yours.

Mary, thank you.

Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for seeing this through.

Okay, okay. I don't need an acceptance speech.

We'll see you after the break.

Tim and I are going on vacation.

Finally.

Well, you have a great trip.

Thanks again, man.

There she is.

Hi, Emily.

Hi.

Are you going to play?

Like you so graciously pointed out, performing tonight is doing something

I'm afraid of.

And I have to finish what I started with that checklist.

I'm so proud of you.

Now go get backstage so we can get the party started.

Oh, there's just one other thing.

I have decided to stay.

That's the best news.

Okay, go. Go get ready.

Ivywood Christmas Eve party.

Thank you all so much for coming out tonight and supporting the community.

Without further ado, I'd like to introduce the first

musical performance of the evening, who also happens to be my best friend, Emily

Roberts.

Good evening and Merry Christmas.

I'm going to perform a song that I wrote with my mom, Ruby.

It's about the magic of Christmas and how it becomes more magical when you

it with people you love.

Mom, this is for you.

Listen here and I'll tell you the story of our lives.

We're together under a canopy of stars and it's Christmas night.

Look around you, there's miracles everywhere.

Every heart warms with the love we share.

Like you, I was young once and unsure of so many things

Courage comes last and it's a long road

in between

You came along and that's when I knew

Love is within

and it's in you too

Don't let

thing.

We're together under a canopy of stars, and it's Christmas night.

No, I've been unfair to you, and I have to apologize.

You were nothing but kind and considerate to me and I reacted harshly.

And then I saw you kissing that very pretty woman the other night and I

Wait, wait, wait.

You saw that?

That was my neighbor.

Her name was Renee.

I know what it looked like.

It was like a mistletoe misunderstanding.

It's a long story.

I wanted to give you this when I came over the other night, but things got a

little complicated.

Right.

You remembered.

I know you're moving back to Seattle, and Dave's in your life again, but I

want you to know that these past few weeks with you, they've been perfect.

A perfect moment to spend it in time.

I don't know what the future holds, but I hope whenever you see that snow globe,

that it reminds you of joy, and not sadness.

This is so thoughtful. Thank you.

But I'm not getting back together with Dave.

And I'm not going back to Seattle.

I realize that sometimes moving on means coming home.

So this is where I need to be right now.

I'm happy to hear that.

Reading your article and seeing the checklist through your eyes made me

that love is the legacy my mom left for me.

I hope I could be a part of it, Emily.

You already are.

to see, a lot to do.

Recently I've realized I like doing it all with you.

Take my hand and swirl me around.

Hold me close, don't ever put me down.

Every time I look at you, you're looking back at me, my dear.

When you are around, everything seems crystal clear.

I've been dreaming of this moment.

How could something real twist up?

We're so sweet.

All the times I've tried to fill the void that's broken

me apart.