For many, many years, we have awakened early on Christmas morning, “done” the stockings, then had the grandparents come over for presents, then had a huge family brunch. This year, due to the combination of my mom’s recent health issues and a snowstorm, this morning will just be the three of us, with dinner later with one set of the grandparents. While our youngest son slept in this morning, we enjoyed our coffee in front of the wood stove, had a bite to eat, then went out to take care of the animals, knowing that snow can be difficult for them, and brutally cold weather is on its way to VT. So we cleaned the coop and barn, and gave them their holiday treats. How happy they were! Maybe this is the start of some new traditions…