Thursday, January 20, 2011
Christmas! This year's nativity scene (hidden in the basement, far from Grandma's watchful eye) featured seven Baby Jesuses (Jesi?), a new household record. Like I always say, if one Baby Jesus is good, then seven must be really good, right? The wise men were kind enough to bring gifts this year, too.
Our family Christmas Eve proved most wholesome. Brother Nick acquired several new moustaches to wear on his nights of carousing in Duluth, and we all bore witness to a Christmas miracle as Toivo the Wonder Cat suddenly took a shine to Brother Dewey (who happened to bring Toivo a jar of cat treats for Christmas, but I'm sure that was just a coincidence).
The family also enjoyed a bone-snappingly-cold jaunt through Bentleyville in Duluth earlier in December. I loved it. Loved, loved, loved it. If I lived in Duluth, I'd go every night. Seriously, if you're in the area, go next year, you won't be sorry. (Just bundle up!)
We didn't dress Toivo in his Santa suit for Christmas this year, but fortunately, I remembered to dig it out by New Year's Eve. (Well, I guess he wasn't thankful for that.)
(Look at his gut popping out...mere Velcro can't contain a force of such magnitude. I really should start a line of big & tall cat costumes - I think that's a market just waiting to be tapped.)