Wednesday, December 25, 2002
Ho ho ho.
Well, Santa's been to our house. The kids are nestled in their beds, Vicki's sawing logs by now, I'm sure. And I'm looking for cap to put on to match her kerchief and wait for morning. It's 1:40am est, and Christmas is good. We've had a great night with Vicki's mom and Ron, and now we sleep - for probably about four hours. But that's okay, isn't it? We'll get up tomorrow morning, and Trace will read the Christmas story before we all come downstairs. Then we'll open presents, oohing and ahhing over the games, tossing the underwear and socks into a pile somewhere in front of the recliner. And as I wrap the last gifts, and the end of A Christmas Story rolls across TNT, I'll say...
... a merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.