Santa's in the Air

We are checking his progress online. My girls can't quite grasp that he's already hard at work on homes around the globe where it is night time.

Most of the wrapping is done. Still have to make the coffee cake. Can't have Christmas morning without it. Franny insists on Ina Garten's Sour Cream Coffee Cake every year now, since the first time I made it. My girls call it "Mommy's Crumby Coffee Cake." (Don't worry it is crumb cake.) The egg nog is waiting for Franny to bring home some liquor. Grace is knitting away at her scarf, sporadically. She has taken me up on a matching funds grant: I'll knit 5 rows for every row she knits. (She wants a long long scarf "Because Santa's a BIG man, Mommy.") I think I might have to increase to 10 rows to 1. Yikes.

Grace and I read The House Without a Christmas Tree, by Gail Rock,
one of my favorites from childhood. I still have my own tattered copy, though not the one pictured in this link. I'll scan it later if I have time. Such beautiful illustrations in it, too. The grandmother just undoes me. If you ever had a grandmother, or wished you had a grandmother, she'll get to you, too. Unless you have no soul, in which case, I can't help you and you probably wouldn't be reading this anyway.

Merry Christmas---I hope you get everything you want, and some nice surprises you didn't even know you wanted!