Tuesday, December 25, 2007
It is 4:30 a.m. in Dallas and my family is still asleep. Once everyone wakes up, we'll open the presents. My younger son, Christopher, will look for evidence of Santa Claus, such as cookie crumbs. Will he notice that Santa uses the same wrapping paper and tags that his parents use? If you want to believe, you don't notice. My older son, Andrew, will make us French Toast for breakfast. We'll make phone calls to family, take a long walk, and bake homemade bread for dinner. Our Christmas dinner will be tomato and broccoli quiche, a salad, homemade bread, and homemade chocolate pudding for desert.
A few more handmade cards; this time using a Christmas tree stamp.