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Sunday, December 23, 2018

Early "Christmas Eve"

It was a delightfully hectic, whirlwind visit, and I loved every moment of it. Our daughter, son-in-law, the three-year-old and four month old grandsons came to celebrate an early Christmas with us.

Everyone had presents for everyone. Toys were spread across the living room floor, wrapping paper was flying everywhere, gifts were admired, and the baby smiled through it all. Perfect.

Our traditional lasagna Christmas Eve dinner made way for the ease of frozen stuffed shells with a jar of marinara sauce, topped with green pepper rings and a little extra Provolone cheese. Perfect.

The three- year- old, we were told, has had some fears of real dogs. However, it wasn't long before he and Stella became friends. He even shared his gift and a toy with her. When the family was ready to return home, and the kids were tucked into their car seats, I leaned into the car and said to our grandson, "We love you!" He looked at me with a big smile and said, "I like Stella." Perfect.



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