On the first day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…A request to babysit our grandson so our son and wife could take a “holiday” trip to San Diego.

 

 

 

 

On the second day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…An invitation to my daughters “Christmas Banquet”.  I had nothing to wear that fit me… so I left my coat on the whole time!

 

 

 

 

On the third day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…A trip to Cleveland to attend my other daughter, Kim’s “Christmas Banquet”.  I lugged a huge suitcase from Minnesota filled with Dutch items to help her decorate a Dutch Heritage table for the special night. 

 

 

 

On the fourth day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…the realization that I had to get up in front of the women at this banquet and speak to them all about our Dutch Heritage…I still didn’t have anything to wear that fit me, but I couldn’t wear my coat either in front of everyone……BUMMER!

 

 

 

                                                           On the fifth day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…The fact that we will have our grandson for:

FIVE    WHOLE    DAYS!

 

 

 

 

  

 

  On the sixth day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…a request from our church to paint a backdrop for the children’s Christmas program.  I was asked to paint the world on an 8ft. diameter piece of plywood. 

 

 

 

On the seventh day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…sympathy as I came off the plane from Cleveland with extreme tooth pain and ended up with a “root canal” that same day!

 

 

 

 

On the eighth day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…the scare that our daughter Katie…36 weeks pregnant…slipped on the ice…fell…and broke her ankle!

 

 

 

 

 

On the ninth day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…the call that David’s mother is sick and was admitted to the hospital.

 

 

 

 

 

On the tenth day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…the opportunity to babysit my little granddaughter.  Our daughter-in-law was sick at home with the stomach flu…so we had our little Lucy for an overnight adventure.

 

 

 

 

On the eleventh day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me…a granddaughter who caught the stomach flu from her mother and so I was up every 25 minutes…all night long…cleaning up stomach flu!!!

 

 

 

 

On the twelfth day of Christmas my loved ones gave to me….well…actually the 12th day isn’t here yet.  We still have eight days left to Christmas.

But… I am starting to feel a bit queasy!!!!!!!

What I wouldn’t give for a partridge in a pear tree  right about now!

Blessings, Linda