Last night they went to the zoo light display and look who they saw!
We've been having fun here at our house, too. Last night the girls and I watched The Chipmunks and listened to Stuart Little. I forgot that Stuart Little is more of a boy book. This morning we ate donuts and drank hot chocolate. We read An Orange for Frankie and we also talked about how people in nursing homes might be lonely (not all of them, but some) during the holidays.
The girls thought Sandra's (Thistle Cove Farm) idea of taking cozy lap blankets to people at nursing homes that may not get a lot of company was an excellent suggestion.
The nursing home was full of possible candidates for blanket gifts so we left them with the nurse and asked her if she would give them to the residents she thought most in need of a little boost. She was very nice.
Each nursing home resident was at one time a daughter or son, maybe a beloved husband or wife, a mother or father, a trusted friend, or a grandma or all of the above. In the joy book the authors said that joy comes from intergenerational community and it makes me wonder why nursing homes can't be in shopping malls where people can look out big glass windows and still feel a part of things.
I'm going to think about the nursing home next to my grocery store and try to figure out a way to make it more visible in my everyday life.
More Merry Christmas-ing to come! LOVE!