the house is quiet at 8:50 am....i recall a time,not sooo long ago
when the kids would be nipping at my heals already,wild with
anticipation,i would fire up the vcr for one more showing of
"how the grinch stole Christmas" so i could sneak off to finish
wrapping their presents...then,much later,when it got dark enough,
we would pile in the
home to find that santa had magically been there,oh!the joy!....and so on
and so on and scoobydoobydooby.
i am so grateful for those times,but miss them terribly!