Night before Christmas
Bethel often reminds me of the little girl of Dr. Seuss' Whoville.
Marshal as the eldest uncle, had the honors of reading the Night Before Christmas story to the children in Grandpa's place. Grammy and Grandpa had provided the special night's pajamas, and prereading, there was the scurry of bodies trading their dining finery for the unwrapped soft and cozy pjs.
Rosh plays with Sammo in a box.
Thank you Grammy and Grandpa for snuggly lounge wear.
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