Go cut down a tree, pick the day it starts to snow and no one really wants to go except Mama, because you will HAVE A BLAST! :
Attend the Christmas program at church; Valentine narrator
Gael, in the choir:
It's quiet and dark. a hundred feet of pine boughs form a spiral on the floor of the barn, stars scattered here and there, awaiting their flame. The children go one by one, through the maze to light their candle, held in an apple from the one at the center of the spiral.
Here is the view of the falling snow from the window of the passvie house of simplify, live, love: where we held the event:
Trim the tree:
Celebrate the birthdays...Thierry, age undisclosed:
Cate, twenty years old: we went to visit her, between finals, to bring cake and take her out for lunch.
Travel through another wintery storm, across the bridge to a friend's birthday at the pizza parlor and roller-skate rink; go ahead; skate!, then park and take a midnight walk to see how the Mississippi likes to crunch itself up into laugh lines:
Homeschooling looked a lot like a nice, long break where "child-centered education" was every single day. And making our hearts and homes ready for Christmas, in the spirit of Advent, became my priority.
When asked, early December, what he would like to do today, Gael's immediate response? Make elephant toothpaste again, with even more food coloring involved this time:
Attend a family work party for Daddy, kids invited to test the merchandise:
Get together with friends to welcome in the light again after the longest night of the year:
Happy Christmas and a wonderful New Year to you!!!