About 11:15, after Cana was home from her date and Caleb's friends were gone, I asked my nearly 20 year old and nearly 18 year old kids to come in so that I could read them this book....Santa, Are You For Real?, a book we used to read each year on St. Nicholas eve or day. And they came to my bedroom and I read it to them. And they listened and looked at the pages. Methinks that's because they love me so, and wanted me to have my own St. Nicholas gift...remembering this beautiful book is a gift and remembering that Jesus, indeed is why St. Nicholas was so very kind and why I love to tell about this wonderful man and his wonderful Savior.
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Glad to know that my husband is not the only parent that stills reads to his 27 year old daughter sitting on his lap when she is home books of years past and present books---even though she now has her MDIV and is a Minister of Christian Education.
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