
Julia in full winter regailia.

I shovelled but Julia cleaned off the blue car. And I mighty good job she did too

I was on the phone with Cheshire for awhile. She is finishing up school work and preparing to travel to the UK on Tuesday to spend Christmas with Jason and his family. I told her that we are going to have to travel together in the future as I am not willing to give up Christmasses with her forever. Can't wait to get her home in the early new year.
We will probably do a little decorating today but we won't get a tree until late next week. I like Christmas to be compact and intense, and the tree fresh enough to last until the new year.
I started a Christmas story for Julia. Maybe over her head but if I can find some pictures, I'll do a simple book for her this week. It will be my first attempt to explain the real meaning of Christmas to her. So far she has absorbed something about trees and lights and sants and presents, but nothing about the Holy Family becoming a family on Christmas. And that is what the story is about -- becoming a family, like Mary, Joseph and Jesus and like us.
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