We started the day off with some work. It was well past time to rake at least some of the big ol’ Sycamore leaves out of our front yard. And boy was there ever a pile of ‘em. Several piles, actually. And after our yard we attacked the next door neighbor’s. After all, it’s our tree pummeling their yard. And while we were at it, we jumped across the street to another neighbor’s and raked some more. I’m sure our backs will “thank” us today.
After getting cleaned up and eating some lunch, we moved on to phase two. Shopping. My all-time favorite activity this time of year. No. Really. Walmart the week before Christmas? Gotta love it.
Last night we headed into Texas. Ezra was having his family birthday dinner. He chose potato soup and homemade ice cream for the big meal. Good choices there, Ezra. His whole family was there. Kaylee was even there, to round out the attendees. We have ourselves another nine-year-old.
Luke 2:7 says, Then she gave birth to her firstborn Son, and she wrapped Him snugly in cloth and laid Him in a feeding trough — because there was no room for them at the lodging place.
Father, thank you for Ezra. He’s a pretty special little guy. Amen.
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