Trimming—and tasting—the Christmas tree

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It's Christmas Eve. If you've not yet trimmed your tree, don't fret, as there's still plenty of time. As long as, that is, you follow the lead of Bubby and Mac for trimming the tastiest of holiday trees.

Far more tasty than the typical way of trimming a tree. (And much easier for youngsters this age to decorate than gingerbread houses, too.)

Today's question:

What are your plans for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day? Whatever your plans, may both be merry and bright for you and yours!

Photo replay: Reminiscing

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Though his history is far shorter, Bubby enjoyed reminiscing about ornaments from his previous years—this one featuring his handprint—just as much as I did reminiscing about those from mine.

Today's question:

What is the oldest ornament on your tree?

Fun at the park

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As much of the country is shivering about now—perhaps even experiencing snow fluttering about to one degree or another—I thought I'd warm you up a bit with some (semi) warm shots of what my grandsons and I did on our last afternoon together in the desert on Tuesday.

Fun at the park with Bubby and Mac:

There was no one there to capture a picture or two of the three of us sliding down the twirly slide together in what we dubbed "the Gramma Train Slide," but you can imagine it was lots of fun for all three of us. You also can imagine Mac saying "gain!" after each time, in hopes we'd board the Gramma train another time or two.

It was a delightful way to end my stay in the desert.

(Note: Because the slide show crops my photos a little funny, you're welcome to view the original pictures—plus a shot of the boys' reaction when a park caretaker arrived on his riding lawnmower—in my Brag Book, if you'd like.)

Today's Christmas-y question:

Which Christmas song's lyrics have you memorized better than any other?

Photo replay: 'So precious'

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For some reason, Bubby finds it all kinds of amusing—and a wee bit perplexing—when I tell him I think his face is "so precious." If there's a different word any more appropriate for him or his little brother, though, I have yet to come across it.

 

Have a beautiful day with your precious ones, no matter their age or kinship.

Tunnels of a silly sort

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While many in the eastern part of the country (justifiably) despaired over tunnels that once got them where they wanted to go but are now impassable thanks to Hurricane Sandy's devastation, I (rather guiltily) pored over photos of tunnels of a more joyful sort.

Far from crowded corridors for commuters, Bubby and Mac know tunnels as nothing more than colorful tubes of pure pleasure. Tubes that are always in operation. Tubes that are doubly delightful when shared by two.

 

Today's question:

When did you last go through a tunnel of any sort?