Christmas Eve

Skating on neighbor Maggie's front porch. The neighbor boys (Reed Swan, pictured) refer to themselves as The Shorties because they vow to never wear long pants.

Frozen Fifty-First Ave.

Some girls simply prefer cloaks.

Aaron and Wendy and the crew came over at ten a.m. and then a freezing rain storm hit and they couldn't go on to their next engagement so they hung out with us. What fun! The children were so thrilled to have a white Christmas Eve that they spent much of the day out of doors. That was nice for the adults.

A Volvo as it should be. Two days later we took the car out and the snowman was still on it. Barb and I were both tempted to drive around until the little guy fell off, but prudence got the better of us and I scraped him off in the name of safety.

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