Ryan took the boys out one afternoon, and they strung pretty white lights around the lone tree in our yard. When it shines at night, so solitary in a snow-white, moonlit field, it’s just so pretty.
In this picture, Jameson appears to be sweeping the snow away. He’s got a long way to go:
Cookies are what it’s all about, right? Rum logs are happily consumed at every moment that seems at all appropriate.
Beatrice longs for a cookie:
There are pre-dawn book-reading moments that happen quite regularly. The basket of Christmas books gets heftier every year.
The boys had their CFA Christmas Concert this past Friday evening. William was bursting with excitement over his “very first concert ever in his whole life!!!!!” I will be honest: I was not feeling the Christmas “magic” last week, but did my best to remember how exciting that Friday evening concert always was to me as a child. With that in mind, I made sure to carve out plenty of time to iron clothes, straighten ties, wrap scarves, and say in as many ways as I could, “Hey! This is a big deal!” And they had the best night. (Seeing life through someone else’s eyes sure helps a lot, doesn’t it?)