It’s a boy!

No. 7 grandchild was born Dec. 4.

“If cold December gave you birth,
The month of snow and ice and mirth,
Place on your hand a turquoise blue;
Success will bless whate’er you do.”

According to Wikipedia, “the Gregorian calendar has poems matching each month with its birthstone. It is not known whether the 12 poems originally are of the Gregorian calendar or not. In fact Tiffany & Co. published the poems “of unknown author” for the first time in a pamphlet in 1870.”

Our 7-pound, 7-ounce blessing has long fingers, a sign he could become a great pianist, according to my grandmother.

His long toes are a good indication he will grow to 6 feet or more like the gentle giants on his dad’s side of the family.

He sort of has this monk hairstyle going on, but not to worry, stocking caps are in season right now.

He has a tight grip, especially on all our hearts.


Suzy Snowflake 3XL

Suzy Snowflake, dressed in her 3XL gown, danced through Brazil today leaving behind the first measurable snow of the season.

According to weather lore, I guess that means 29 #*&! snows till Easter and the Cadbury Bunny will be here, yes!

Don’t get me wrong, I love snow, especially Christmas snow, and extra-large snowflakes like today that you can easily catch on your tongue. I just hate the thought of driving on it and its evil fraternal twin, ice.

A winter wonderland is a beautiful sight to behold and photograph, which I did last December and in February when I couldn’t get to work after an ice storm nearly crippled the Wabash Valley.

If forecasters are right, we have a snowball’s chance in H.E. Double Hockey Sticks of missing a repeat of last winter’s dramatic performance.

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