Anyways- do you remember the Christmas morning scene where there was all that lovely food on the table- and everyone was chipper and optimistic and thankful for the little things? The littlest (I can't remember her name) even says, "Oh, isn't butter divine!" I really don't think that is something in America today- that most would be thankful for.
Anyways- I was in charge of bringing the bread this year (along with other things). I had made one loaf already and the 2nd was made Christmas morning. I had even made my own butter and I thought all was well with the world.
After I had done some more cooking- I went upstairs to get ready while my husband was with the kids downstairs. I came down only to see my beloved loaf of bread looking like it was from a Friday the 13th movie instead of my beloved Little Women Christmas loaf of bread. It really looked as if my son had taken a knife to it- but my husband reassured me that he just put our blender lid on it a few times. Sigh....
Here are some more pictures from our Christmas last Saturday.
2 comments:
beautiful! and, by the way...your butter was DIVINE! :) love you!!!
I love this post Sarah! I too love Little Women!
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