I did some last minute shopping and went to Mom's early to get the "Shower Hour" out of the way before our last Christmas Tea. She actually didn't try to talk me out of it this time. It was another warm balmy, weird December day, so after the shower we strolled about outside and came in to listen to some music. She was not impressed so we headed upstairs to await our visitors.
Wednesday was my traditional Black Bean Omelet Christmas with Ol' Mother Hubbard's cupboard.
They've outgrown their little aprons and chef hats I fear. It seems like such a short time ago they were huge.
I barely finished their gifts in time to wrap them.
Whilst Antebellie entertained us her talent on the recorder, Baby Boy and Miss Linnee served us tea and cookies.
Up next, Granny's Christmas Eve in her new digs.