S: Winter Holidays 2010
BC: made with love Christmas 2010 Mommy | Yes, Immanuel and Joshua There is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no child-like faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
FC: Winter Holiday 2010
1: Happy Holidays Love, Mommy Dec 25th 2010 | No more lives torn apart, That wars will never start, And time will heal our hearts. Every man will have a friend, That right will always win, And love will never end. This is my grown-up Christmas List.
2: z | 40 days till Christmas | how many is 40
3: The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful
4: For Christmas comes but once a year mom really decorates
5: my daddy loves playing with me
6: "I don't like the turkey, but I like the bread the turkey ate" My Carrie can really cook | Turkey, lobster, sweet potato pie, and pancakes piled up till they reach the sky
7: For flowers that bloom about our feet; For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet; For song of bird, and hum of bee; For all things fair we hear or see, Father in heaven, we thank Thee!
8: For my family, my health, a nice soft bed My friends, my freedom, a roof over my head | I'm thankful right now to be surrounded by those Whose lives touch me more than they'll ever possibly know Thankful Lord, that You've blessed me beyond measure Thankful that in my heart lives life's greatest treasure That You, dear Jesus, reside in that place And I'm ever so grateful for Your unending grace So please, heavenly Father, bless this food You've provided And bless each and every person invited Amen
9: No Josh, Santa is not here yet We still have 30 days to wait YES I said 30
10: Another family get together | Pumpkin pie | Is that Santa? No its daddy | No, No ,No
11: A daughter is a mother's gender partner, her closest ally in the family confederacy, an extension of her self.
12: Joshua and Manny, God made the world out of His dreams Of magic mountains, oceans and streams, Prairies and plans and wooded land, Then paused and thought “I need someone to stand | On top of mountains, to conquer the seas, Explore the plains and climb the trees. Someone to start out small and to grow, Sturdy, strong as a tree” And so, He created boys, full of spirit and fun, To explore and conquer, to romp and run. With dirty faces and banged up chins, With courageous hearts and boyish grins. When He had completed the task He’d begun He surely said “A job well done”.
13: big boys big cars | Josh got a police car for his Birthday..He is going to drive over to Cougots house
14: “Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip.” | Hey Santa, save time skip my sister Carrie
15: “A merry Christmas to everybody! A happy New Year to all the world!” | ("He knows when you've been bad or good, so be good for goodness' sake.")
16: And So This Is Christmas; And What Have We Done? Another Year Over; A New One Just Begun; And So Happy Christmas; I Hope You Have Fun; The Near And The Dear Ones; The Old And The Young. John Lennon Happy Christmas (War is Over). | I want lot' sss of Thomas's
17: At Christmas play, and make good cheer, For Christmas comes but once a year. | I want a Barbie doll, and dresses Takara
18: I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.
19: Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time
20: Instead of being a time of unusual behavior, Christmas is perhaps the only time in the year when people can obey their natural impulses and express their true sentiments without feeling self-conscious and, perhaps, foolish. Christmas, in short, is about the only chance a man has to be himself
21: Happy Holidays Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall.
22: From a commercial point of view, if Christmas did not exist it would be necessary to invent it.
23: “Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.”
24: Happy Birthday Mom
25: “The most important thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother.”
26: Dec 11 North Pole Express Trains with Santa to Lebanon | Takara and Manny share a hug
27: where are you Santa | Did we move yet? | Hold me Carrie | I hear bells | Still no Santa | nooo Santa yet
28: Markers for my pathway that will last a lifetime long. I am my Mother's garden. I am her legacy And I hope today she feels the love reflected back from me | And when the winds and rain came, she protected me enough but not too much because she knew I'd need to stand up strong and tough. Her constant good example always taught me right from wrong- | My Mother kept a garden, a garden of the heart; she planted all the good things that gave my life its start. She turned me to the sunshine and encouraged me to dream, Fostering and nurturing the seeds of self-esteem.
29: z | z | A boy is truth with dirt on its face, beauty with a cut on its finger, wisdom with bubble gum in its hair, and the hope of the future with a frog in its pocket. When you are busy, a boy is an inconsiderate, bothersome, intruding jungle of noise. | Thats not Daddy, Thats not Santa Clause Thats the train conductor
31: A very merry Christmas And a happy New Year Let's hope it's a good one Without any fear And so this is Christmas For weak and for strong For rich and the poor ones The world is so wrong And so happy Christmas For black and for white For yellow and red ones Let's stop all the fight A very merry Christmas And a happy New Year Let's hope it's a good one Without any fear | So this is Christmas, and what have you done Another year over and a new one just begun And so this is Christmas I hope you have fun The near and the dear one The old and the young
32: OMG It's Him... SANTA CLAUSE | Santa said "don't forget the cookies"
33: He's here; He's here Elves, candy toys We want it all Santa A Thomas the train for Joshua, a Thomas the train for Manny and a Barbie for Takara Please Santa Please A pair of socks for our Mommies..... | Santa’s elves have been busier than usual this year preparing.
34: Baby its cold outside
35: Baking Christmas cookies is one tradition that will survived from generation to generation in our family. | Why do children leave cookies for Santa on Christmas Eve? Because they think they will get more toys
36: "Good moms let you lick the beaters...great moms turn them off first." | "I can't cook. I use a smoke alarm as a timer"
37: Lilly said " they look so good we could sell them" | Can you taste the love in it?
38: our baby was so sick, puking, diarrhea, fever all the week before Christmas
39: I feel better mom
40: Manny, Hazel (putz) Stella and Takara
41: The line waiting to see Santa Claus stretched all the way back to Terre Haute. And I was at the end of it. ... | please Santa why at the end of the line
42: What do you want for Christmas? " ahhh I forgot"
43: May the spirit of Christmas bring you peace, The gladness of Christmas give you hope, The warmth of Christmas grant you love.
44: family fun night
45: Cranberry's and popcorn for the Christmas birds & mice
46: A magical night of family, stringing cranberries and popcorn
47: May we all be together each year for a family Christmas | Carrie wanted a family Christmas
48: Family it's the most wonderful time of the year | The beginning of family traditions | singing, dancing, dogs peeing and barking..or was that the kids barking
49: Traditions are the glue that bind one generation toanother. They give every member something to look forward to in our sometimes chaotic lives. They remind us to slow down and remember the things and people that are most important.
50: If you want the great gift giver To come on his sleigh and deliver Then remember this simple rhyme And recall it at Christmas time "If in Santa you do not believe Christmas gifts you will not receive" | Sp much to do, off for a day packed with fun
51: Mannys 2nd Haircut | Christmas Eve morning.. Great clips | Finished product..
52: At Julia's Bakery Picking out our Christmas cookie for Gentry Manny picked Gentry a bright green Christmas cookie | Mom and dad took Takara and me to Toys R Us to pick a surprise gift for each other. Manny picked Takara a baby doll; Takara picked Manny a Percy the Train
53: Wrapping my first Christmas gifts, tape, paper, ribbon, scissors What a beautiful gift Manny wrapped | now under the tree till tonight, Takara will love the baby doll
54: The elves came while we were out to dinner
55: If you seek a special gift The greatest gift of all Don’t look beneath your tree It was never there at all The greatest Christmas gift Was given to us all The Christ child in a manger In a lowly cattle stall
56: Daddy read the Christmas story 4 times | Cookies for Santa, Stella and Putz wanted to eat the cookies
58: All through the house | not a creature was stirring
59: Santa was here | Not even a mouse | or Stella, or Putz or Manny or Takara
60: Mom was right... He did Come
61: Oh yes he did.....
68: Oh Little child so near the tree The precious view you clearly see Adorned in white, a glistened sight A chilling warmth, it's nearly night Excitement grows within each eye A splendid match, so bright yet shy You make each wish, each secret part A ray with God, so fills your heart Your wants are small, unselfish child Not to be wrapped, branded or styled A world of hope, filled full of peace A caring call, let love increase Next year this child so wants to be Back out to watch, this growing tree What of our choice as time goes by Will hope and peace and love climb high
69: Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
70: Twas the night before Christmas and Santa's a wreck... How to live in a world that's politically correct? His workers no longer would answer to "Elves", "Vertically Challenged" they were calling themselves. And labor conditions at the North Pole, were alleged by the union, to stifle the soul. Four reindeer had vanished without much propriety, released to the wilds, by the Humane Society. And equal employment had made it quite clear, that Santa had better not use just reindeer. So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid, were replaced with 4 pigs, and you know that looked stupid! The runners had been removed from his beautiful sleigh, because the ruts were deemed dangerous by the EPA, And millions of people were calling the Cops, when they heard sled noises upon their roof tops. Second-hand smoke from his pipe, had his workers quite frightened, and his fur trimmed red suit was called "unenlightened". To show you the strangeness of today's ebbs and flows, Rudolf was suing over unauthorized use of his nose. He went to Geraldo, in front of the Nation, demanding millions in over-due workers compensation. And as for gifts...why, he'd never had the notion that making a choice could cause such commotion. Nothing of leather, nothing of fur...Which meant nothing for him or nothing for her. Nothing to aim, Nothing to shoot, Nothing that clamored or made lots of noise. Nothing for just girls and nothing for just boys. Nothing that claimed to be gender specific, Nothing that's warlike or non-pacifistic. No candy or sweets...they were bad for the tooth. Nothing that seemed to embellish upon the truth. And fairy tales...while not yet forbidden, were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden, for they raised the hackles of those psychological, who claimed the only good gift was one ecological. No baseball, no football...someone might get hurt, besides - playing sports exposed kids to dirt. Dolls were said to be sexist and should be passe. and Nintendo would rot your entire brain away. So Santa just stood there, disheveled and perplexed, he just couldn't figure out what to do next? And as for gifts...why, he'd never had the notion that making a choice could cause such commotion. Nothing of leather, nothing of fur... Which meant nothing for him or nothing for her. Nothing to aim, Nothing to shoot, Nothing that clamored or made lots of noise. Nothing for just girls and nothing for just boys. Nothing that claimed to be gender specific, Nothing that's warlike or non-pacifistic. No candy or sweets...they were bad for the tooth. Nothing that seemed to embellish upon the truth. And fairy tales...while not yet forbidden, were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden, for they raised the hackles of those psychological, who claimed the only good gift was one ecological. No baseball, no football...someone might get hurt, besides - playing sports exposed kids to dirt. Dolls were said to be sexist and should be passe. and Nintendo would rot your entire brain away. So Santa just stood there, disheveled and perplexed, he just couldn't figure out what to do next? He tried to be merry he tried to be gay, but you must have to be careful with that word today His sack was quite empty, it was flat on the ground, and nothing fully acceptable was anywhere to be found. Something special was needed, a gift that he might, give to us all, without angering the left or the right. A gift that would satisfy - with no indecision, each group of people in every religion. Every race, every hue, everyone, everywhere...even you! So here is that gift, it's price beyond worth... "MAY YOU AND YOUR LOVED ONES, ENJOY PEACE ON EARTH"
71: A | 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled down for a long winter's nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name; "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!" As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly, That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose; He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night." | Merry Christmas my loves, Mommy 2010