Hours of cutting and baking plus hours of frosting and sprinkling led to this:
I waited for the children to grow tired of the activity, but they helped up until the last cookie had been frosted. Saturday morning, we bundled the kids and located our meager collection of instruments. As our children jingled their bells and brightly sang their carols to our new neighbors and friends, I melted. It was a happy sight.
Henry has his own holiday tradition he'd like to contribute for the good of all. He'd like to know if you have ever been plagued by the sticky sensations that attack clean hands when trying to eat a candy cane? The discomfort from it all can be distracting and take away from the peppermint goodness. His solution...
Hey! It's Lottie! At 14 months old, she is pretty much the queen of our castle.
"And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field,
keeping watch over their flock by night..."