On the advice of our good friend who attended elementary school there, we went to St. Luke’s this evening for the children’s Mass where sweet kids dressed as angels and shepherds reenacted the Nativity. There was a real infant Jesus who woke up only at the very end of the pageant, squirming in the arms of a poised, but nervous-seeming child Mary.
They sang “Little Drummer Boy.” It’s one of my favorites.
Alice insisted on wearing sunglasses into the chapel, and her dad had to carry her out before the service was finished. But, in fairness, she had just woken up from a long nap after a lovely brunch hosted by some other friends. They were recently married and, just like us, away from their families for the first time at Christmas. We brought port and meringues and jars of lemon curd I made last night.
And I think that, if you have to do it without family, this is very good way.
We have had our famous Christmas pizza.
We are thinking about hot chocolate.
We will take one more look at the Christmas lights across the street.
(psst.. did you hear Garrison in the background?)
Love to all.