A Christmas Eve Day

 New friends, Old Christmas Dishes.

Bomia and Rice, Turkey with Sauce,

Boxing on Wii, the Story Traditions.

Fruit and Tea, Coffee and Cake,

Talking in Chops, Laughing A Lot.

Departing of Guests, Arriving as Family,

Making a Place, Feeling Like Home.

Questions and Learning, Acts full of Knowledge,

Hopes for the Future, Comforts with Rest.

We are Different, We are the Same;

We Build, We Celebrate,

Sitz im Leben.

Christmas is later than other years, per K.'s request. This happens as you get older, I guess (slight protest).  Rolls in the oven, Coffee in the Cups, all the other candles are lit and the white candle awaits the story's end, Dad and I are about to insist you get out of that bed.

Snow has fallen throughout the night.  It is lovely outside.  What a perfect gift to represent the gift of our Savior.

Rejoice, a Happy Day Indeed.