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Making Christmas Real


'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse... I really don't want to hear a mouse stirring anyway.



Colleen  (sister) had the nerve to claim it didn't feel like Christmas. What? I went through the list: Oh what fun it is to ride... we didn't have a one horse open sleigh, but two snowmobiles.


The weather outside... yes, it snowed eight inches. Jack frost nipping... yep, high of twenty degrees, low of eight. Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow, sleep deprivation... four of them, and Lily (granddaughter) stayed up until 10:30 waiting for Mom and Dad (Daughter-in law and son) to return from watching their pathetic Bears game. The twins (more grand kids) went to sleep after screaming and crying, so that must count.


Children laughing, people passing, meeting smile after smile... check. We even had silver bells. They look brass. Close enough.

   
Presents waiting 'neath the tree... oh, sure. Christian (grandson) uses the ornaments for baseballs, too. 
Suddenly I realized what we missed! "Jamie (daughter in law). Quick, go to Salt Lake City and get some chestnuts." Because we had the open fire, but no chestnuts roasting.


                                                               What were we thinking? 


Remember to keep your Christmas real. 


Merry Christmas


2 comments:

Mel said...

Sounds like great fun, with the exception of the screaming babies, that is. Sure wish there had been enough snow when we visited, so we could have gotten in on a 'sleigh' ride or two.

Kevin Parsons said...

Merry Christmas, wherever and whatever you're doing.
KP