I had worried that his newfound knowledge that Santa was really me would leave JT less excited on Christmas Eve. It turns out that I needn't have worried. The boy was all spun up with holiday excitement on the 24th. That night, there was a bit of snow. My California-bred mother was delighted by this development and so we took Grandma for a walk outside to admire the town luminarias and catch a flake of snow on her tongue.
We came back inside and received our marching orders from JT: we would be awake no later than 7:30 am to check out Santa's largesse. The next morning, we complied with the boy's orders and hit the living room right on schedule for Christmas morning.
JT was very happy with the contents of his Christmas stocking.
We enjoyed a relaxed day with a mid-afternoon Christmas feast of ham, potato casserole, roasted parsnips, green beans, and hot rolls.
It's nice to have a houseful of loved ones and many blessings in my life, not to mention a day to marvel at my good luck. Here's to hoping that y'all enjoyed your holiday as well. Cheers!
I am a Mama with summer vacation on her brain. I think that Congress bungled gun control and now owes the nation some decent immigration reform. My best Daily Set time last month was 33 seconds. I like to read (I just finished Hilary Mantel's Wolf Hall), garden, cook, and talk.
I love….striped t-shirts, time to read, morning coffee, baseball games, cloudless blue skies, happy memories, pink tulips, peach trees, happy endings, summer sandals, coral toenails, firing up the grill, lemons, pitchers of fresh iced tea, picnics, all things floral, clematis blooms, my stalwart mower, and every day that I can manage a run on the elliptical.
Sassafras is what I call someone who's being sassy, clever, and spirited.
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