It was Christmas Eve: to my great disbelief, there was He, … I snapped my camera as fast as I can be …
"T'was the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads …
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter …
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound."
C.C. Moore, H. Livingston, Jr.
Wishing you a Magical Holiday Season!