It was an interesting Christmas. Santa got to go to bed a little early this year for the first time in about 33 years! He didn't get things set up till 6:30 Christmas morning. As his helper, I was so happy with this arrangement! Son B, didn't plan to wake up at the crack of dawn like he used to when his siblings lived at home, so Christmas Eve meant going to bed by 11. By the time the men folk awoke, I had been up for an hour!
A tradition B had about had enough of and I laughed and laughed about - Sitting on the stairs while the camera is located and the Christmas lights turned on. He simply refused to sing the Christmas Carols he was required to sing in the past. I didn't push my luck this year! He was a good sport!
B and his puppy, Shadow. They both had stockings and gifts from Santa.
B will probably be living in a far-off place next Christmas on an LDS Mission. It's hard to think about that now!
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