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Merry Christmas

I am about to head south to spend Christmas with my mother and sisters and their families. I can't wait for that cornbread dressing and turkey and card playing and laughter and singing in the kitchen. If you would like to read about how we have traditionally celebrated Christmas, you can find it here.

Merry Christmas to all.

Comments

dive said…
I loved that old post, Robyn.
Merry Christmas to you and all your family.
Mrs. G. said…
Merry Christmas to you and yours. Have the most wonderful of holidays!
Alifan said…
Have a wonderful Christmas Robyn..
Sassy Sundry said…
Merry Christmas, Robyn! I loved that post, too.
peahen said…
Have a lovely time tomorrow, Scout. x
Merry Christmas Robyn!
Karen Jensen said…
Have a wonderful Christmas!

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