The family gathered down in Mount Gretna for the holiday. Eating, visiting, playing games, singing Christmas carols in our usual complex of idiosyncratic keys and uneven tempos -- and staying out of a rain that washed away the snow. A Christmas eve ice storm was enough to cut us off from phone and internet for a few days, which was a nice bit of enforced virtue -- all the laptops lobotomized. The boys got piles of swag that only bordered on excess.
And the entire family in more or less good health and good spirits. And really, what more can you ask for.