Christmas Eve

Kelly made another batch of cinnamon rolls today so we could enjoy them tomorrow morning.  Santa doesn't get cookies at the Peterson's house; he gets a cinnamon roll and milk.  At least he has variety as he travels the world, right?  The decorations are all up, and the presents are wrapped.  Our stockings were not hung by the chimney until tonight because we couldn't bear to think of the puppy tearing apart Carmen's handmade stockings.  The puppy is asleep in her kennel, and the stockings have finally been hung by the chimney, with care, of course.  When the house quiets down and I'm the last one up, I love to sit in the living room with no light other than the tree.  It gives me a chance to take a deep breath, soak in the beauty and reflect.  Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!