Oh Holy Night…

Merry Christmas!  This year, more than any other, I pity the Scrooges.  The intellectuals that want to argue about the actual date of Christ’s birth and that it isn’t December 25th.  The discouraged who see only the commercialism and fail to see the spirit of joy behind the display.  The angry folk jaded by all that is ugly in the world and can’t let go for even this one glorious day.  The scoundrals who will take advantage of the kindness of others.  To all of them: I wish you a day of peace, joy, and optimism.  

Katie is home and Preslie Grace is doing her best to follow her mother.  She is no longer jaundiced, and out from under the heat lamp.  She’s eating a little more every feeding and has just one more milestone to reach to come home.  She must be able to maintain her body heat when they take her out of the box.  Merry Christmas!