I’ve shared this with you all for the past three years. We are listening to it right now as Ellen decorates some gingerbread cookies, Clay surfs the web, the two little boys are sitting at the dining room table listening intently, Seth is lounging on the couch and I just put some cookie dough in the fridge to chill. We love this story, I hope you have time to listen to it with your family.
Many, many, many years ago on a Christmas Eve morning Clay and I awoke to our radio alarm clock which was and is always set to the local NPR station. The voice that woke us up that particular morning was that of an older man. His voice was low and smooth with a slight country twang. Instead of rolling over and punching the snooze button for just ten more minutes of sleep, Clay and I were instantly mesmerized by the the man’s story and we lay quietly on our sides smiling into each other’s faces with the delight of being awake in the quiet morning and having the sweet moment of hearing this story. That was at least 13 years ago.
Now, every year around Christmas we search for John Henry Faulk’s Christmas Story to play for our children. It’s more delightful every year. I hope you can take the time to read it, or listen to it during this Christmas season. I will forever call candy canes, stripedy candy.
I’m still helping my parents move, find a new house and unpack a business. My dad has driven a Penske truck back and forth across the state of Kansas at least five times in the last week. I still don’t know why they didn’t hire professional movers, I may never know. I’m certain they are going to collapse in a heap of exhaustion before we get done. My mom was signing a lease for a little house they are going to rent and I told her, “Mom, you better put my phone number on there just in case you and dad keel over dead while unpacking boxes.” And she just said, “Oh…yes, you’re right.” The landlord looked at me with shock. I chuckled a bit and said,”I meant it as a joke, but she’s so tired that it’s a possibility.”
My dryer broke and I won’t have time to call someone to fix it for another week. I’m sure you can imagine what it’s like to dry clothes for six people in a small house. Good times, good times.
Clay and I are leaving right now to go Christmas shopping for our kids. Yes, we’re just a wee bit behind on the whole holiday thing this year and I’m hoping we can do it all with $4.99. Hahahahahahahaha!
I can’t even think about shipping gifts to my extended family. I love you all, Merry Christmas….I’ll send you something for Easter if I can find my way out from under this pile of wet laundry.
Merry Christmas Blogland. My favorite part of this season is going to the candle light service at church on Christmas eve, it’s so beautiful and peaceful.
Peace be with you all this Christmas.
We all thought about it for a long time and decided the best place to put the tree was in fact, in front of the door. No one comes it…no one gets out. It’s perfect!