food, crochet, merriment
One of the adorable things about living in a small town–is the pretty little Christmas decorations that they line the street with. It’s hard to get good, clear pictures of them all because the only real time we see them is when we’re driving past. They’re pretty…trust me.
They make me want to run down the street yelling, “Merry Christmas, Bedford Falls!”
But I want to stay here awhile…
so I won’t. But I LOVE them.
We’ve never had a tradition like some people do–where the whole family has hot cocoa on Christmas Eve from a sweet little Santa mug. Never really thought about it, in fact.
Until I saw this funny little fellow while I was out shopping. He sort of, ummm, slipped into my cart.
Couldn’t be helped. Perhaps he just knew.
We’ve a tradition to start.
Ooooh, SANTA!! This is becoming a yearly tradition–Kneader’s and an evening with Santa. Positively scrumptious.
The place is decorated so beautifully.
This little fellow reminds me of a Kris Kringle cookie that my dad used to make. I wanted to take him home sooooo badly.
Magoo’s turn to see the jolly man. He hid behind mom the whole time, and at the very last minute–he bolted!!
That left only mom there to give her Christmas list to Santa.
Lucky for all of us that this sweet guy makes house–or in this case, TABLE calls! He even gave Magoo a Santa cookie for being so…ahem…brave.
And to all a good night!!
While we’re working frantically on the house–hoping to be able to move in before Christmas–it’s nice to drive home in the dark.
Especially when we have neighbors that go all out with the lights! Wouldn’t it be fun to have every-single-branch lit up in the yard?
It would be Christmas heaven to me. But for now, I’ll settle for sitting on the side of the road, thoroughly enjoying theirs.
And perhaps, soon, I’ll be watching from my own window.
Heeheeheeee!
Would you have sought the light?
