Last Saturday evening at about 8:30 PM, my oldest daughter and I were watching Christmas Vacation on television when I heard my doorbell ring. It’s very unusual for anyone to come to my door after dark, so I went cautiously to open it and before me stood my youngest daughter with her two children, singing at the top of their lungs. First they sang a song for their aunt which consistently irritates her, I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas, and then gave a very solemn rendition of Hark the Herald Angels Sing. Granddaughter kept her eyes on her self-made carol book. She knows the hippo song all too well but has to follow her brother’s lead on the carol.
I gave each of the kids a small bag of candy and they headed back home where they planned to ring their own doorbell and give their Dad a surprise caroling party.
Beautiful memories are made of things like this.
Wishing you and yours a joyous, happy Christmas Lillian and a happy, safe and healthy new year.
Thank you for all the lovely posts in 2008
What a wonderful surprise
I love that you snapped a photo too!
You have such a lovely family.