December 8th

Austin taught his boys the finer art of flexing.  They all look strong.

 Then, we started a new tradition -- we caroled in the park with all the old people of our community.  I found the event on the community calendar and made it happen.  We had a magical time singing as loud as we could -- overtaking the voices of the other 30 voices that were there.  Next year I'll bring my uke, no joke!  (Molly was there, but often wandered off and ended up in the bus.)