The children are older so we don't have to get up so early now. But the call came at 8:00 a.m. that Grant was awake and ready to open stockings so off we went.
Breakfast was traditional cream cheese puffy buns and fresh pineapple wedges with a cherry on top. We like our traditions! Then opening gifts (this is the quilt I designed and made for Vanessa, whose name means "butterfly"), cleaning up the mess, resting, then off again to Eric's sister's home (Christmas Day meal is her holiday). This year it was a Mexican feast. Yummmmy!! It reminds me of one of my favorite Christmas carol lyrics by Alfred Burt, a man who wrote a carol for his family every year until he died of cancer:
We'll dress the house with holly bright and sprigs of mistletoe
We'll trim the Christmas tree tonight and set the lights aglow
We'll wrap our gifts with ribbons gay and give them out on Christmas Day
By everything we do and say, our gladness we will show
We'll dress the table daintily, our finest treasures use
That all a-sparkle it may be and bright with lovely hews
Then for the feasting we'll prepare a kitchen full of wondrous fare
That each from all the dishes rare, his fav'rite one may choose
And ye who would the Christ child greet, your heart also adorn
That it may be a dwelling meet for Him who now is born
Let all unlovely things give place to souls bedecked with heavenly
grace,
That ye may view His holy face with joy on Christmas morn (mor-n)
