It was quite the party here on New Year’s Eve. We started a new tradition – thanks to my Aunt Leslie. We transformed our…
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A few days before Christmas, Eliza decided our family should reenact the Nativity. She was an angel during the Children’s Nativity at church and…
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‘Twas the day after Christmas when all through the house
Every creature was famished. Even the mouse.
Mamma in her apron and Dad still un-showered
Had played…
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The Nativity by Frederico Barocci (c. 1535-1612)
Lo, in the silent night
A child to God is born
And all is brought again
That ere was lost or… -
Over a week ago, a gift was left on our doorstep. A large package of Pampers Swaddlers. Size 2.
Just the right size. Our favorite…
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Sunday morning Spencer missed his nap. He cried a bit. I tried to let him work it out. But no success. So I held…
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Tuesday night I checked the weather at midnight before heading off to bed. 8 degrees and falling. By morning the thermometer would read ZERO.
Decision…
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He showed up on our doorstep Friday evening. In a gorgeous red bag.
Knock knock knock.
“This bag looks like it’s from Santa!” Eliza shouted…
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“We can only be said to be alive when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.”
– Thornton WilderToday’s Treasures
sunlit morning
quiet house
daddy asleep on pure… -
I think I’m in denial. About old man winter. It’s hard to believe he might be here to stay. (Missing a summer will do…