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Elisabeth did get to see her reindeer, and John and I learned a few things about them as well. Did you know female reindeer have antlers too? And they have a tendon in their ankles that makes a clicking noise; hence "Up on the housetop, click click click." Unfortunately, almost as soon as Elisabeth saw the reindeer she was ready to move on and see some other things: the dogs that were barking like crazy upon our approach, and the horse and donkey nearby. The familiar is just so nice. Consequently it was hard to get a picture of Elisabeth with the reindeer. Oh well. She continues to talk about seeing them.

I've noticed a bit of revisionist history on Elisabeth's part since we've been home. If she sees a picture of a snowman, she says, "Bitty made no-man." Hmm. Grandma, did Elisabeth make a snowman? We tried to get her to help us, but Daddy did the rolling, and Grandma did the decorating. Bitsy cried and said, "Doh in-yide. Doh in-yide." But now, Elisabeth "remembers" building the snowman. At least it appears to be a happy memory!

Elisabeth enjoyed her grandma and grandpa very much. John and I got to go away for a night and a day and everyone had a great time. ; ) Here are some pictures from our time at Black Star Farms, a winery and bed and breakfast. We enjoyed some snowy walks around the property, and of course good wine and good food. It was a fabulous Christmas gift!


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