Before Christmas, the days were full of good things:
Large, mysterious boxes arrived nearly every day.
Breakfast turned into "clementine-time."
Cards arrived in the mail each day
The nativity was set out, and the story was told, over & over.
(This set was mine from when I was about 9 years old.)
(Joseph was Sisi's favorite, and also became the star of many of her imaginative dramas.)
I set out my Grandma's Christmas-tree candle collection.
Oh, I guess we ate toast sometimes, too.
And this one grew & grew.
Confusing tilty-picture - sorry. This is the banister hung with our stockings.
Advent, long expecting.
Children sliding on ice in our poorly-drained driveway.
More happy children in snow.
More please! (Snow and/or children - I'll take both.)
Thomas's Island of Sodor also welcomes the Holy Family, and Break-Up Bear.