Only a month late....but as the saying goes...better late than never. We thoroughly enjoyed the season and visits from some of the children. Jenny, Jerry and Logan came up and spent a few days with us. Spending an evening at Carowinds for the Christmas festivities has become a tradition for us, with Jerry being the biggest kid. We all love the food kiosk, shows and the annual Christmas parade. Logan and I are huge "Peanuts" fans and just as Disney is centered around Mickey, Carowinds is centered around Peanuts.
Jenny and Logan worked on the gingerbread house but Jenny had to finish it by herself because Logan got "bored" and deserted her for movie watching with Jerry and Grandpa. Jenny and I spent one day wrapping presents and making stockings for all the grandchildren. I was surely thankful for the help. As usual, Jennifer and I were red-eyed from them having to go home, but the visit was wonderful.
Christmas was a hoot with both Jake and Emily being able to be here. We started Christmas Eve with cooking a huge meal. I was going to try to be a little fancy and asked if they would mind using my grandmothers china, but you would have thought I was asking them to scrub the floor before eating. The three of them looked at me and almost in unison say ---no---we want the big, oval paper plates. They hold more food.😏 At least I understood and it made me feel good to know that they enjoy my cooking . However, right as we sat down to dinner, Emily said...get your phone and video this...I just do what I'm told anymore (sure), and as her Daddy is starting to eat, she has an extend-a-fork and starts going for the food on his plate and she is at the other end of the table. Jim doesn't know what is going on exactly except that someone is after his food and he's not happy. You have to love the antics of the adult kids.😂
Christmas morning, after I have put out all the stockings and Jim has woke each kid up wearing his traditional baby blue sweat suit that he has had for 34 years ( it really honestly doesn't fit any more AT ALL) we start making our way downstairs. Jim is standing at the stockings looking at his package of hot fries that didn't fit in the stocking and is almost pale. I walk over to see what the problem is and there is a huge hole torn open in the bag. Of course the first thing that springs to mind is there is a rat in the house. This is a new neighborhood and I'm sure there are some displaced critters running around. As we are standing there and looking, trying to make sure that whatever made the hole is not still in it, Tabby walks up, puts her head in the hole and walks off with hot fry...and by the fry dust on her face, this was not her first one. We found our critter
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