Wishing you the Merriest of Christmases, loves! Nellie & I are waiting for the rest of our crew to awaken this Christmas morning. It's still dark outside, the full moon is low in the western sky, and the lights on the Christmas tree are illuminating the porcelain nativity beneath its branches. Stockings are bulging, and there are three lumpy, Santa-like present bundles under our tree, with the names attached of three boys I know. I wonder how much longer they'll sleep?
