We celebrated a quiet Christmas Eve at home with a simple dinner, a short program and gift exchange. Courtney surprised us with a gift of music. She had learned 'Angels We Have Heard On High' all by herself out of the hymnal and had wrapped a note in a special gift box with the words, "Sit back and enjoy the music, my gift to you." Just brought a tear to our eye and a lump to our throat. She is sporting the new hat Grandpa made her and Pat also has his new 'Husky' hat on. I play 'Mrs. Claus' in my special apron. Quite festive!
We packed up the next morning and flew out on the 3:45 p.m. plane to Utah, leaving Pat to fend for himself for 6 days! Between mixed nuts, a beef stick and 19 James Bond movies, he survivied quite well, thank you very much!