I am grateful for a family friend who loves our kids, and wanted to have them over for a few hours this afternoon. This afforded us the opportunity to sort out all our presents we’ve been stashing around the house, and realize that a fairly critical one that we both thought had been delivered had not, and then go out and get a replacement. I shudder to think of how it would have worked out if we discovered this later. Christmas is saved!
And speaking of Christmas, I am grateful for the creche bequeathed to me that once belonged to my great-grandmother. I am not particularly religious, but I grew up going to church, and it was fun to open it up and show this to the lads and chat about the nativity story.
I am grateful for a screening of the 1947 classic, Miracle on 34th Street. It’s been a few years since I’d seen it, but it was pretty good, there in a room full of family members in Santa hats, a Christmas tree with presents under it, and with the fireplace going.