Once more we must say good-bye to the Christmas season.
Last night we read the Bible story of the Magi and moved the Wise Men closer to our creche.
I know, the Wise Men did not likely visit the baby Jesus when he was still in the stable--even though lore tells the story that way. Even so, on January 6th we move the Magi next to the stable to celebrate the coming of the Wise Men with gifts for the King.
And then the boys helped me take down the Christmas tree.
Afterwards I found a few signs of Christmas around the house--my wreath on the door, bells hanging in the window, a ceramic Santa Aunt Alice made for us sitting next to a photo. It will take a while to get them all put away.
And then there is the puzzle. I did not get it put together this year. My daughter always helped me work on it, but now I am left to putting it together by myself since the menfolk are not much for puzzles. I've not decided if I will slip it back into the box now or wait a while.
We also went to our 2-year check-up at Shriner's hospital yesterday. My son's spinal fusion is everything it was suppose to be. We are thankful for good doctors and a caring group of people.
Blessings to you all!