Once upon a time,
There was a quiet Christmas morning, in a little brick house, where a tiny little family spent
Very special moments together. :o)
Enjoying a beautiful sunrise, and two beautiful mochas.
The littlest member of the family waited patiently.....
For her daddy and mommy to allow her to open her gifts.
And she squealed with delight at the unwrapping of the packages.
They played with ballerinas......
And pink grocery carts.
And they all lived messily ever after, swimming in wrapping, and rejoicing in the birth of their Savior. (Whenever that might have been) :o)
I hope you all enjoyed your holidays immensely!
And don't worry, we'll be back to our regular (crafty) program tomorrow!