December 5th, the eve of the Feast of St. Nicholas. It didn’t quite feel complete with only six pairs of shoes. Our oldest was still away at school–though at 14 years old, he probably wouldn’t have put shoes out anyway.
the makings of a stable for our outdoor nativity scene
O come, O come Emmanuel
The first snow of winter
Taking a break from shoveling to build an igloo
May the joy of Christ’s Birth remain in your hearts all year long! Merry Christmas!