Little Saint Nick

And who sang "Little Saint Nick", eh?

Okay, help has arrived. The teenager has a very good reason to be grumpy but is making an effort - not always succeeding, but I'll appreciate the effort nonetheless. And there's cinnamon rolls and mimosas to look forward to tomorrow morning. Oh, and presents.

But tonight, an angelic face with pink cheeks and big blue eyes is bathed in the soft, ambient glow of the Christmas tree lights. It's usually most angelic right before he kicks the dog. But that's another story.

Mrs. Claus has determinedly provided Santa with some very well thought out stocking stuffers - chocolate usually helps, from what I'm told. The official playing of "The Grinch" has taken place with a resounding chorus of "Stink. Stank. Stunk." to get us all giggling. Mommy has sampled the Korbel a tad bit early - woo hoo.

Tonight I'll make my annual Christmas wish. This year, it's simple. May all those blessed with loved ones bask in the warmth and glow of their smiles. May all those without loved ones know that the world has not forgotten them.

May your days be merry and bright.
And may all your Christmases be white.

Merry Christmas, y'all -
The Warbler