There was so much going on here at Christmas, I’m going to have to tell it in chapters!
Christmas morning dawned COLD, with snow predicted. Auntie Bridgett and I had breakfast and did our online French lesson as usual, enjoying the glowing Christmas tree and waiting for Grandpa Nelson to wake up and have his breakfast.When he did, we got to the very important business of opening presents!
There were lots of wonderful books, jewelry , hats and games. I had made Auntie Bridgett a French Scrabble game, using regular English tiles and altering the scores and number of them as needed, because French uses more vowels than English. I made a Paris map fabric bag to keep them in. She seemed pleased! Of course, there was a French Scrabble dictionary, as well. We are going to get so smart.
Warm, very stylish hats for everyone came from Auntie Bridgett’s Mom, Donna. Here is me in my Irish wool Claudaugh.
I started the pork loin in the slow cooker and we enjoyed our new toys. Grandpa Nelson read us funny bits from a new book called “Cows on Ice and Owls in the Bog”, by Katarina Montnemery, about funny idioms from Denmark, Sweden, and Norway. Idioms are sayings like “Go jump in a lake”, where you don’t really mean what you say. So far my favorite is a Danish saying, ”Just pat the horse.” It means to calm down.
We spent a very slow, glowing morning, feeling blessed to be snuggled in, as warm as a cat. This cat, to be exact.