Car-E had a little lazy play with a potato.
First, he knocked the tuber off the counter. Car-E followed it to the floor where he pushed the wobbly ‘toy’ around.
At first, I thought I’d get some real cat action, but Car-E’s attitude changed quickly
The cat and the potato turned out to have about the same energy.
But as usual, Car-E was fun to watch.
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This column was written soon after I sang with the Seymour Ecumenical Choir. I have to tell you, every year I joined the other singers that was the highlight of my personal Christmas season.
I miss all those voices lifted in praise and joy.
Bob always brought the kids to see a performance. The kids dragged their feet, but came anyway because they knew there was free punch and cookies afterward.
I hope you are able to find joy this Christmas.
I was lucky to find a recording of the 19th Anniversary of the Ecumenical Christmas choir and I’ve been playing over and over. I only wish I could figure a way I could share it with you.
Merry Christmas!
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I saved this column for Christmas Eve.
Many years ago, when Rachel was a toddler, I walked the floor with her on Christmas Eve. I think she was teething and in a sour mood. That night we spent hours together.
I couldn’t help but think of another mother that night. Mary had her baby many years ago. In my mind, we walked the floor together, something all mother’s have in common.
Even all these years later, I remember that Christmas eve. The lights of our tree lit the living room where I walked.
Christmas arrived that morning. The medicine I had given Rachel Jo helped her and me.
Wishing you memories of Christmases past you can share.
May your Christmas be a blessed one.
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