Happy Christmas Eve! My kids are into celebrating anything we can, so they celebrated Christmas Adam yesterday (Adam came before Eve, so any day before a holiday's eve is the holiday's Adam... they're strange, those Peterson kids...). I was a bit busy getting a burst pipe taken care of. Thank God for good friends. Our Pastor helped me find the break and repair it (from the outside - we were able to take a panel of siding off instead of cutting a hole in the drywall...). Another friend came over and looked at it with me and will return on Friday to help Eric fix it so it never will freeze again. I cannot tell you how thankful I am for these friends we have made here.
That and running water. And showers. I love a good, hot shower.
We did another of our Christmas Traditions, which was to read the book The Best Christ Christmas Pageant Ever. Oh how we laugh at that book. This year they laughed especially hard at this part on page 55:
"Since none of the Herdmans had never gone to church or Sunday school or read the Bible or anything, they didn't know how things were supposed to be. Imogene, for instance, didn't know that Mary was supposed to be acted out in one certain way - sort of quiet and dreamy and out of this world.
The way Imogene did it, Mary was a lot like Mrs. Santoro at the Pizza Parlor. Mrs. Santoro is a big fat lady with a little skinny husband and nine children and she yells and hollers and hugs her kids and slaps them around., That's how Imogene's Mary was - loud and bossy."
After they stopped laughing hysterically, Sara (age 5) said, "Mama... you're not fat."
Sweet thing. So delusional. ;)
I don't slap them around either, but that's beside the point.
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