Christmas Eve jammies, I mean robes.
..... and the stockings were hung.
.... just trying to figure it all out.
Upon leaving the expo center we entered the bitter cold where the beginnings of our first huge snow storm was brewing. Each snow flake seemed to be falling independently instead of in clumps. The flakes would alight on our clothes and we could see the intricacies of each flake. I was amazed and in awe. Many years have gone by since I had examined an individual snow flake. I got more enjoyment at showing the kids all the different flakes and watching them melt than looking at all the expensive, worldly if you will, Christmas trees. It instilled a peace, quietness and reverence for all God's power. I am ever grateful for having noticed the season.
Here is a happy get through the day video. Enjoy!!! Luv ya all.