I'm having one of those rare moments when all seems right with the world. Both boys are peacefully snoozing. The dishwasher's running and so are the washer and dryer. It's so quiet I felt like catching up on a post that I've been meaning to do, but just haven't found the time. Phoenix was Baby Jesus for our Christmas Eve Nativity. Mark's cousin's little girls was Mary. She could barely hold Chubs, but she did a great job long enough for me to get a picture. As I stated earlier Cougar wanted to be the special present for Baby Jesus. Here he is in the costume I made him. I cut arms and head holes in a box then wrapped it. Cougar decided that he was gold. He did such a good job as the special present.
On Christmas Eve, Santa visited Grandma Steele's house. He was in rare form. I've never laughed so hard at Santa in my life! Good Job, Santa! Cougar told him he wanted a tractor and a farm.
"More food, please, Santa"
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