Grits and Purls

Spinning yarns about the grit of life

This weekend was devoted to renewing existing family traditions and creating new ones. We began this Saturday with breakfast with Santa (sponsored by the Milton Optimist Club). It’s a new tradition for us, but one that our daughter enjoyed immensely, and one that we will probably repeat. The afternoon was spent on a trek to …

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My thoughts about my “Christmas Morning Epiphany” from last week have become grits as author Rummer Godden would say, thoughts that have lodged in my mind and demand to be written about some more. Last New Year’s I wrote a column entitled “The Raspberry Resolution” in which I communicated my general disdain for the tradition …

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This year our daughter sat on Santa’s lap for the first time. When he asked her what she wanted for Christmas, she replied happily, “cookies”. Santa chuckled. She has consistently replied “cookies” every time my husband and I have asked her what she wants Santa to bring her for Christmas. We have commented repeatedly that …

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