As expected, our Christmas was low-key, spent with “kin folk” and kitties. Here are a few pictures from the day:
Sundae proves that it isn’t just children who are bright-eyed on Christmas morning.
After breakfast at our house with Marshall, Motor Man and I stopped at the shop to see what Santa brought Gypsy.
A crinkle tunnel? For me? But I think I like that squeaky mouse-on-the fishing-pole toy over there better.
Later, a visit with my sister, June and niece, Barb. June’s kitty, BJ, joined us for a photo. (Actually, we joined her for the photo.)
We had a few minutes to catch our breath later in the afternoon, then off to dinner with Motor Man’s family.
Marshall visited again that evening for our gift exchange and annual Christmas family photo, of which Sundae wanted no part.
Although we didn’t travel far to see everyone, we stayed busy, and by the end of the day, Sundae wasn’t the only one looking tired.
How would you describe your Christmas day? Quiet and relaxing? Fun, but hectic? Were you plumb-tuckered out by evening?
~These Days Of Mine~
