Sunday, December 20, 2009

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, 
Gave the lustre of midday to objects below, 
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, 
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.
The reindeer turned out to be seven Hugs/Friends
who flew merrily down the road
on their sleds to enjoy
some hot chocolate and homemade cookies
with us!
-Moore, Clement
  The Night Before Christmas
"I wonder if his hot chocolate is better than mine??"

"I SAID, get in the picture, Trev!!"