We're all under one roof tonight. Here they are listening to their grandfather telling the history of our annual extended family extravaganza, an evening of music and readings and delicious food, including dishes with roots in my late mother-in-law's Swedish family. We heard Luke's story of the shepherds overtaken by angels, and The Night Before Christmas, and "Christmas is Coming, the Goose is Getting Fat" and Bach and Good King Wenceslas and, of course, The Grinch.
"It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without packages, boxes, or bags!"
Don't forget that. It's coming whether or not we get it all bought and wrapped.
It will be Christmas, soon.