The Cup is Full

    Dinner tonight with the family. Three were in Birmingham and absent from our table but present at another. Deeply missed. Yet still the joy abounded. Baked brie with raspberries in puff pastry. Yum Rum (boiled custard with spiced rum). Nuts and Bolts (homemade of course). Laughter. More laughter. Silliness. Then seriousness. Deep gratitude. The Christmas Story from Luke. No words. A time for prayer and reflection. Sigh.
     The dinner bell rings: Beef tenderloin. Bearnaise. Green Beans. Southern Fried Corn. Twice-baked potatoes. Sweet Potato Biscuits. Then Happy Birthday Jesus. Joy. More joy. More laughter. Bingo. A winner. Another winner. Santa arrives. Silliness and laughter. Love. Love. More Love.

    A house for Little One, Little Two and all the Littles that will follow. Wonder and joy. Worth the price and more!

Honey, Pappy and Little One!

Sheer Happiness! Oh My!

The best lap in the house belongs to Pappy!

The sweet momma, The Daughter, and precious Little One.

Making a joyful noise unto the Lord!

Uncle Bear. Uncle Brother, and Little One's Daddy!

Happy Birthday Jesus!

How could we forget the true meaning of Christmas...

Impossible!