Christmas Eve

After an early church service, we returned home, got in our jammies (with the exception of K., who had pretty much worn his to church) and made fondue. We dipped broccoli, apples, and of course, chunks of bread, drinking tea (K. swears that cold beverages cause the cheese to congeal in the stomach) all the while.

Then K. and I worked on our homemade Christmas presents for our daughter. Here he is, blowdrying the handcut, perfectly one-inch-square blocks he made from heart pine taken from the building. He gave them all two coats of child-safe paint, brushed on letters, and then added a clear coat to finish (not all in one night, of course).

I've been working on a knit jumper for Annaliese since April. That night I finished it.

We listened to Mom read the Little Black Lamb (a family tradition), watched a movie, and got to bed tired, but with everything ready for the morning.