Tidings of comfort and joy
Here are the dual personalities back in 1959–sixty years ago! According to our mother’s penciled notation, the first picture was taken on Christmas Eve. I was dressed like an elf; I probably annoyed my brother.
The snapshot below was taken on Christmas morning. I remember those dresses–they were red with white pinafores.
The tree looks kind of sad, but I’m sure we thought it was beautiful. We had quite a haul from Santa.
I was 3 1/2, our brother was 8 1/2 and my sister had just turned one. Tomorrow is her birthday! We wish her a happy day.
In other news, we had a snow day yesterday. It snowed on Sunday and the weather folk presented dire predictions of ice and snow to come. The OM drove me to MoBap for my radiation treatment at 7:30 on Monday morning and we got there and home just fine. I had decided not to go in to work and it was a good call. It snowed most of the day.
I got out the Christmas tree ornaments in anticipation of the boy coming over tonight to take the tree out of the garage, put it in the stand and hang the lights on it.
We didn’t get a chance to see the wee babes over the weekend, but they did go to the NICU reunion Christmas party where they got to see Santa. The wee laddie had his doubts…
…but Lottie was cool with it.
The boy also sent pictures of the babes frolicking in the snow on their snow day.
Well, that was fun, but here’s hoping MODOT has done its job and we can all get to work today!
I only have three work days ’til I am off for the holidays, and I can’t wait!