Christmas

We had a great Christmas Eve and Christmas day.  We celebrated Christmas Eve at Grammie and GrandDad's house with cousins, the traditional chioppino, and presents.  Always good.  Always fun.  My Girl got a new hair accessory that looks like a fashionable fascinator.  She thought I should wear it.

We didn't set up the Santa-cam.  Buddy Boy is suspicious about the whole Santa thing, but still wants to believe.  On his own he has written letters to Santa and a list that fills both sides of an 11x17 piece of paper.  We warned him that he wouldn't get everything on the list, but he did get something. 

Buddy Boy wants to fly.  He REALLY wants to fly.  Every night he wishes on a star for the ability to fly.  He falls asleep by imagining himself flying.  He puts a lot of thought in to his repeated flying efforts, but none have paid off yet.  Dad puts it well when he says that Buddy Boy feels smitten by God for not having wings and being able to fly.  I don't think you can get your pilot license until you are 16.  This was the best we could do for now. 

My Girl's list was much shorter, only two thing.  She got one, a cousin for Buddy Boy's much loved Teddy Panda.  The other thing was a Spiderman costume.
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Rika, the bear, got a couple of dresses.  When My Girl and I go to the fabric store we occasionally come home with an extra fat quarter in one of her many favorite colors.  You can get a little bear dress out of a fat quarter.  There is also a little trim from the Grandma A. stash.  I think she would be pleased to see it used for little bear dresses.

We went to church in the afternoon and then had a quiet dinner with Grammie and GrandDad.  My Girl was very happy to be able to sing for the congregation with the other kids.  Buddy Boy was happy it was shorter than the usual set of meetings.  It was a great day.  I hope you had a wonderful Christmas as well.