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Despite the busy day they had yesterday and the evening at Pa’s, the boys still got up early! I heard them get out of bed about 5:30, but I didn’t get up until 6:00. They were playing on their iPads and patiently waiting for everyone to get up (although they had already catalogued every present under the tree by its recipient. Anyway, I let them go into their stockings, which, if you know Cindy, is crammed full of treasures–toys, candy, games, and more candy…
After the boys finished with their stockings, I put some coffee on and we waited for the rest of the family to get up. And at 7:00, which seemed like an eternity, the unwrapping began!
Let’s see, there were Harry Potter wands, which they thought were pretty cool. Alex got the actual Harry Potter wand, while Adam was pleased to have the wand used by Lord Voldemort…
Naturally, a fast-handed wand battle ensued…
One of the neatest presents they received was a retro electronic football game from the 70s. I loved this game when I was a teenager, but the boys weren’t too impressed! LOL.
Nope, what they were really excited about was the official 2018 FIFA World Cup Soccer Ball…
and the gear that went with it…the uniforms of their favorite players: Portugal’s Cristiano Ronaldo and Brazil’s Neymar da Silva Santos Junior (aka Neymar Jr.)…
There was a lot more, of course, but these were the highlights. I enjoy watching the boys on Christmas morning and remember the excitement I felt as a child while ripping the wrapping paper off the presents left for me under the tree. It’s nice to relive those moments through their eyes.
13 And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying:
14 “Glory to God in the highest,
And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”
(Matthew 2:10-11, NKJV)
Well, it’s Christmas Eve and although Pa is gone, the family still gathered in his old country home. Pa’s children, and many of his grandchildren, great, great-great, and great-great-great grandchildren, and their families were here. There was a lot of food, and a lot of talking and laughing.
And presents for all the kids…
Afterward, Alex put on a disguise from the “Prank Kit” he received. You can’t even tell it’s him, can you? :-))
I don’t know how long this tradition will continue in this way, but tonight, Pa would’ve been pleased.
Cindy and the boys are making a centerpiece for tomorrow’s dinner table. What could it be? There’s a riddle in there somewhere…
So you can stuff your face
A cake, icing, and candy
An edible dwelling place
I have to say, I like this little A-frame house…it’s much easier to put together than the typical four-walled structure. Not that I’d know, mind you, when it comes to construction, I’m all thumbs!
These guys, on the other hand, with a little help from Mom, do a bang-up job!
What better way to spend the day than in the woods with the boys and their bb-guns? There’s a chill in the air, but not too bad. And there’s plenty to shoot at…like the old metal “Keep Out” sign attached to the barbed wire fence of the adjoining property. The guns are still a little hard to cock, so the boys have to improvise using their foot as a stanchion, which provides safety and support.
And their form is pretty darn good!
It’s been quite a year with a lot of changes and it’s good to go home. Funny. I haven’t lived here since I was 10-years-old, but after all these years, I still call it “home”. Mom and Dad are from this area, and moved back up here about 30-years ago. Over the years, we’ve spent time visiting in the Spring and Summer or around the Holidays. As we approach the house, John Denver’s song, “Country Roads,” comes to mind.
Mom and Dad built this house on top of a hill on 10-acres of land.
The trees are so thick you can’t see it from the road, even when all the leaves have fallen.
The boys are happy to be here and Charlie is ecstacic!
Early this morning, Dad and I road into town so he could check his mail. This old Post Office hasn’t changed much. I remember the painting on the wall from when I was a kid.
Right across the street from the Post Office is the Courthouse and standing out front is a statue of the town’s namesake, Confederate General J.E.B. Stuart.
“Quaint” doesn’t begin to describe the little town of Stuart, Virginia.
Like I’ve said numerous times, you can always tell what time of year it is by looking at our house…especially Christmastime. Each year, Cindy pulls down the 10s of boxes we have stored in the garage and attic, and creates a display that’ll bring back great memories for the boys’ in the years to come.
All I do is put-up the ladder, so she can climb-up on the roof to hang that wreath!
And naturally, she makes the house all Christmasy, too…
It should come as no surprise that today was ANOTHER pool day…and it’s stretched into a beautiful Summer night…
This evening the boys got into a little pre-Fourth of July spirit…