I love this time of year. It is fun to do crafts together, eat a dozen cookies in one sitting, and read stories of magical people who bring you anything you can imagine.
Something elsewe love to do is take our pictures with Santa and display them from year to year and see how the children are growing. We even have years that don't include all the kids because they were too hysterical to sit with a fat strange man. Mommy you always say, not to talk to or let strangers touch you.
It is raining snowflakes above our table. The boys love to eat via candlelight. We give toasts to each other, and fight over who gets to say the prayer. Even though on this blessed night, Owen graciously offered to let Luke say it when they both wanted to say it.
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