A daily journal of our lives (begun in October 2010), in photos (many taken by my wife, Evie) and words, mostly from our home on Chautauqua Lake, in Western New York, where my wife Evie and I live, after my having retired from teaching English for forty-five years in Hawaii, Turkey, and Ohio. We have three children, seven grandchildren, and one great-grandson, as you will notice if you follow my blog since we often travel to visit them. Photo from our porch taken on 11/03/2024 at 7:07 AM
Friday, December 24, 2010
Baking Cookies All Day Long
Today, Christmas Eve, is Drew's cookie day, so both he and Evie started about 9:00 and didn't finish till about 3:30 with their baking. Then, we had to begin dinner, our favorite, lemon/oregano chicken, with creamed spinach and rice. So, it's not been much of a day of rest and recovery, rather one of getting organized for tomorrow. The cookies were as follows: peanut butter with a reese's cup in the middle; butter almond crisps, peanut butter cookie, pecan bars, chocolate chip, banana walnut cookies, and ginger molasses cookies. After they were all made, Drew wrapped them up, put a Christmas card on each, with the girls' picture, and drove off to deliver them, as Jill stayed home awrapping with Evie. I, of course, took a walk, read, and helped out with dishes as needed. Before dinner we are going to listen to John Henry Falk's 'A Christmas Story,' a NPR radio broadcast from the early 80's that I loved, about a boy who cherishes a Christmas because he received an orange. A good story and available online if you just google it.
The girls' needless to say, are excited about tonight; in a moment of candor, Halle told me that she saw a Barbie and Pet Shop present in our closet. She must have looked through the wrapping because they were all wrapped. I told her that if you sneak a peak ahead of time, you often don't get the presents, which shut her up pretty quick, and she began explaining how she's not sure what she saw. What a kid.
Listening to the story was a failure, as it was too difficult for the kids to follow and, I think, they are not used to listening carefully to a story unless it's accompanied by visuals. I know my students at Reserve had a hard time just listening to an audio recording; they had to really concentrate to follow it although I remember them vividly laughing to NPR's story Squirrel Cop. I wonder if the kids would like it. I don't think so. Anyways, it's time for lemon chicken and the works; the girls did open a present before dinner, matching Xmas pj's from Old Navy. They loved them, of course, and had to immediately put them on, though Hayden excused himself to change in her room.
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