Saturday, December 26, 2009

Christmas Eve, 2009

I remember, in life before children, LOVING going to Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve. I think I enjoyed it so much, in part, because there were no whining children, but there was excellent music, ambience and liturgy.
But those days are over. Frances needs her sleep, and we need Frances to get her sleep. This year, we went to the 4:00 service, which was also the Christmas pageant. Frances was pretty good during church.

My father materialized in Michigan this year, wanting his Christmas pudding. This is not his normal. I suspect that the prospect of seeing Frances for Christmas appealed to him more than not seeing snow in Lynchburg.
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