The twelfth day of Christmas

6 01 2020

Mister Snowman and Rudolph

We let these two stay up until the twelfth day of Christmas. Rudolph has turned off his shiny nose until next year. I mua! Onward!

Waiting for Christmas eve . . .

24 12 2011

. . . DH, Alice Brown and I are continuing the tradition of having dinner and exchanging gifts on Christmas Eve at Miss Marvelous’s house down the road — with her Mom and Dad, her Tutu who she baked cookies with today, and our sometimes-guest-dog Pua. We’ll be savoring the moments and cherishing the memories because Christmas Eve most likely will not be exactly like this next year.

It’s month-old Perrin’s first Christmas. She finally has a birth certificate, that means she can file for her passport and visa so she and her family can move to Naples, Italy, where Dad will work for three years, and then they’ll come home. I think Pua will be joining us on a daily basis at the studio rather than make the trip to Europe.

Before we head out for the evening, all of us at the studio, including Ula the ageless cat, wish you a blessed Christmas full of love and peace and the wonderment of children.  Mele Kalikimaka! ~ Rebekah

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