It’s hard to believe that our baby girl turns fourteen today. The chubby-kneed toddler has evolved into a slim, graceful long-legged young lady. However, she’s still her sweet, smart, funny, and beautiful self—and Bunny still sleeps on her bed.
Eileen
I rarely catch what my daughter brings home from school, but this year is apparently an exception. It’s certainly slowing down Santa’s progress. I hope I didn’t send out the flu along with all those homemade cookie plates and packages.
Leah
Third week of Advent, and the road to Bethlehem. (With gnomes.)
Kristen
Laurie
Ahhh… relaxing with the dog on the sofa. That’s how my husband ought to have spent his birthday today. But instead he spent it making…
…this table tennis cake to share with his fellow sportsmen.
Jimmy
Will you receive a lump of coal or a golden walnut this year?
And today is a good day to read about the discovery of the true author of “A Visit from St. Nicholas,” who was NOT Clement Clarke Moore (the naughty plagiarist).
For this week of Advent, the verse we sing at the dinner table while lighting the first candle.
Light the Advent Candle One.
Now the waiting has begun.
We have started on our way;
Time to think of Christmas Day.
Candle, candle, burning bright,
Shining in the cold winter night,
Candle, candle, burning bright,
Fill our hearts with Christmas light.
Brian
