Reina needed a little lap time this afternoon, after a raucous Christmas Eve party. I should count how many people were here--lets just call it 30, round numbers. There was a pageant, presents, FOOD, and a fire incident. I'll have to save that story for another post.
This tree died two weeks ago. Stopped taking water, and then it shriveled, withered, and wilted. But it held it's place dutifully as the presents were placed beneath the tree on Christmas Eve.
The thing about the Christmas tree is the lights! That gentle glow in the mornings and evenings.
Snuggling in Christmas pj's, reading books, watching Christmas movies.
At the last minute (the 23rd?) we frosted Christmas cookies. It's really something, frosting cookies, with 9 children!
My Christmas present from Galadriel:
I'll have to see if Arwen can find a way to rotate this, but I bought her artist pens for Christmas and she drew this:
This is what my blogging has come to: captions surrounding pictures. But, I figure it'll hold us over until I have time to write profound thoughts. I'm not sure I have those anymore.
And the day after Christmas? Visiting cousins! What a reunion!