December 24, 2009

Things My Mother Taught Me

Stalactite


Stalagmite



Aren't you proud of me, Mom? All those years of homeschooling really paid off. I didn't even have to look up how to spell them. (Did I spell it right?)

We are in the throes of Christmas preparation; namely, cooking and a little bit of wrapping. I determined that this will be the year that I am not up until 2 a.m. Christmas morning wrapping gifts. Only the Boogie's are left. We are preparing some of our appetizers and dishes for dinner tomorrow -- the turkey is in the oven and boiling water from potatoes has steamed up the entire apartment. Christmas music is playing, the Boogie is quietly entertaining herself, and My Man has made what will hopefully be the only Wawa run for the day.
Tonight is our Christmas Eve service and afterward we will head to 52 for good food and gift exchange among grandparents and cousins!

I hope you are all having a wonderful day before Christmas!

1 comment:

Engrafted Lives said...

It is been a long time since I've seen icicles hanging from the roof. I use to break them off when I was a little girl and lick them.

Nice shots.