On New Years Eve, I finally get around to posting of Christmas Eve and Day.
We have always gathered on Christmas Eve. In the past, it has been for snacks and family time. This year, our feast was to be held on the Eve, but aside from that, it was pretty well the same.
This was on and by the table as we consumed the turkey and the rest. Kind of nice, don't you think?
Another tradition that goes all of the way back to our kids being little is the kids opening a present on Christmas Eve. They always know what it will be — pajamas. And we always take a photo.
Of course, a newer tradition is to track Santa's progress from the Norad site.
Some years there are cats. Sid is one who is quite comfortable with lots of activity and hordes of people.
Another tradition is to leave cookies for Santa. JJ also decided to leave lots of notes. Not pictured, but another new tradition is putting out reindeer food. I don't think we needed this new tradition, but there we have it.
Christmas morning brought the usual fare of gifts and happiness. The cat was still very involved in the process.
JJ got a pair of those sneakers with wheels.
Yours truly makes one of his appearances on this blog with a toque and gloves of his favourite hockey team.
Of course, I could go on, but I promised to keep each post down to a moderate number of photos.
However, I will add this long clip just in case you have time on your hands. It is the story of The Shepherd that used to play a long time ago on Christmas Eve as we drove across province to be with family. We revived it on this Christmas Eve this year, and it took the place of me reading The Night Before Christmas.
The story is of a pilot lost on Christmas eve over the North Sea. His instruments fail as his fuel runs low. He is in great peril until he is guided to safety by a shepherding aircraft. But just who was this shepherd?
Someone has added photos to this narration by Al Maitland, the fellow who always narrated the story over CBC radio as we drove in the dark those many Christmases past. I think it best, however, to close you eyes and just listen.