Christmas was a quiet day, just the four of us. Baby Jesus made His appearance in the manger, we had a huge brunch and ate way too much kerststol, we threw together cookie dough and while it was resting in the refrigerator, we took a two hour hike in the woods. Once home we rolled out a couple of batches of cookies, made dinner (sauerkraut casserole, sausages, applesauce -- the good kind, with cinnamon) and ate it and cleaned everything up. The girls went to bed early and I finished up the cookies. The house smelled wonderful and even though it was a very different Christmas than the one I grew up with, it still felt magical.
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