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Last night was our annual tree-decorating evening with the grandkids. So, we picked the g-kids up after school and brought them to our house for a few hours of “child labor.” Terry already had the tree in place with its lights, and that seems to be the task everyone dreads.

Each year we give them a new Hallmark ornament to put on our tree — and I almost forgot. Luckily, there were still some good ones to choose from yesterday afternoon. Although I can’t quite see the Christmas spirit in Jack Sparrow (Pirates of the Carribean) or some of the other choices, I picked that one for Keegan. He was thrilled. Brielle got a pony (ornament, that is) and McKenna loves Tinkerbell — so, we “done good.” I found Santa riding a scooter that lights up, makes sound, and Santa waves his hand — just had to have that for Terry. Then, I added to my collection of Mary’s Angels (#20), and picked out a Christmas scene for each of the “boys” and their wives — spent my SS check at Hallmark. But wait . . . they gave me a “free” George Strait Christmas CD as a bonus.

The g-kids helped us carry about 6 more boxes of decorations from the shed before going to eat at Mr. Gatti’s. Got home about 6:30 and started decorating the tree, mantle, and a small fiber-optic tree. Anyway, we almost made their bedtime of 8:30 (9:15)– we all signed a pact not to tell Mom and Dad about our late night. Everything looks very festive, and we all love it! Now, we just need SOME PRESENTS under the tree!

Now, it’s morning and I’m the FIRST one to say that “I am NOT a morning person” — ask my grandkids! I burned the first two Eggo’s (in the toaster) for Keegan, got the girls’ cinnamon toast a little bit too hard (in the oven toaster), and poured 4 glasses of milk (for 3 g’kids). Oh well . . . again, that’s why God doesn’t let old folks have babies (besides, we’d lay one down and forget where we had put him.) Now, where are my glasses . . . .