Our Christmas week travels this year took up some 300 miles roundtrip to visit youngest son and family in Louisiana the Wednesday before.
It was there we enjoyed the Christmas school program in which one of our granddaughters participated.
We then packed up Friday and took off, ending up in Georgia on Christmas Eve (about a 600 mile roundtrip in three days.)
On that Saturday night, television reports tracked Santa and his reindeer across the globe.
And our four grandchildren there were prepared to help Santa and his chargers.
I have to say that in all my 67 years on earth, I have never, on the night of Dec. 24, taken a journey out to my front yard to scatter food for Santa's reindeer.
But that's what our "Fab 4" as we call them did.
It was an enchanting moment. Pictures could not have captured the look of joy and anticipation on their faces as they scattered the food across the lawn and came back to their mom for more.
Rudolph and his buddies surely must have enjoyed the treats that gave them sustenance to make it to the next location.
It was the first time we had been with any of our grandchildren on Christmas Eve. I experienced the profound pleasure of the innocence of children getting ready for the big day.
Following the opening of gifts the following morning, we journeyed to church to celebrate the real reason for the season, the birth of our Lord and saviour, Jesus Christ.
Following the opening of gifts the following morning, we journeyed to church to celebrate the real reason for the season, the birth of our Lord and saviour, Jesus Christ.
Next post: Jan. 17, 2012
.
No comments:
Post a Comment