With everyone in improved if not 100% health, we resumed our Sunday Supper tradition with my parents this evening. Since Peter is still battling his cold, we invited them over to our house for pizza.
My parents have another tradition: on the first weekend in December, they spend Friday night in Walnut Creek at the Carlisle Inn. They enjoy spending a few days in Amish country, relaxing, shopping and dining out.
On one of their shopping excursion, my dad spotted a small Christmas tree. He brought it over this evening when they came for supper. Philip loves it. Unfortunately, he can’t resist the urge to touch it in all of its lighted glory. Here he is gazing at it adoringly.