As usual, we celebrated Christmas Eve in Greenville with my family. And, as usual, it was a spectacular evening whose greatest gift was the time spent with so many of my very favorite people being all in the same place. Baked spaghetti, of course, was on the menu. Stultzes wouldn't know how to mark the occasion in any other way. THe boys were also able to play with the train my parents got them. They set it up on the kitchen table, and Daddy showed the boys how to let the train "run into" their faces while exclaiming, "Oooohhhh!!!! Right in the schnoz."I have a feeling that phrase may be the gift that keeps on giving this Christmas.
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