On the Eighth Day of Christmas

I had a baby.  Her name is Malorie.  Of course, she is 28 (I think).  When you get older, it's hard to keep track of the age of your kids.  Sorry Malorie if I missed it by a year. But, hey, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!  Wow!  You're getting close to 30.  Mike, our kids are getting so old!!!!!!

 

Also, on this eighth day of Christmas, we decorated our lovely home. 

 

 

We loved it so much, we sat outside enjoying it until 7:30.  We love the lights so much after dark that we may leave them up for the winter.  Why not?  We'll take down our Christmas tree and other ornament.  We are going to look for an ornament to put outside that says "Merry Christmas". 

 

I did hang up a small Nativity scene.  We have to have a Nativity scene.  That's what Christmas is about after all. 

 

Mike Melanna

We're inside now, just chillin'.  Esperamos que usted dormir bien.  (We hope you sleep well.)