Merry Christmas to my sons.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Clement Clarke Moore (1779 - 1863), excerpt from his famous poem Twas the Night Before Christmas
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
... eleven plumber piping
... ten years of music
... nine cousins playing
... eight years of lovin'
... seven days of singing
... six months of blogging
... five rooms plus more
... five rooms plus more
... four loving dogs
... three cook books
... two ceiling fans
... our little girl, we call Calley
Blessings to all!!
166 days to go...
PS... I love and miss you boys. To the moon and stars above and back. You are my sunshines.
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2 comments:
Those brownies for Santa look yummy! Merry Christmas :)
Merry Christmas! :)
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