Traditions

At dawn's first light, from my front door: it's white, it's cooooold, (15 degrees, wind chill -2) and it's treacherous -- there's a layer of ice on the street.

Such a teen-ager!! I actually had to wake him up this morning!

They've been very good boys this year, Santa brought lots of presents.


Oh Boy! Socks!


And Underwear!!


Merry Christmas!