Merry Christmas From The Watson Family of California!

Happy Holidays from The Steven H. Watson Family!

Also, Merry Christmas
& Happy New Year From~

Princess Bridal Designs~by Tauna!

As I Make My Annual Homemade Cookies & Jams, and My Home Fills with the Scents, and the Laughter of My Children and Family at Christmas, I am reminded of the Past Year and All of the Wonderful Things that We Have to be Thankful For! Christmas is My Favorite Time Of The Year. A Time when Everyone, All Over The World, Stops for Awhile, and Remembers their Children, their Families, their Friends, and Others, and Gives Thanks for the Blessings of Life and Love.

As We carry on Our Christmas Traditions, of Shopping for one another, Picking out the Annual Christmas Tree, Baking Christmas Cookies, and Decorating Our Precious Home & Hearth, I am also reminded of All of those People Who Touched My Life This Year. I want to say a special "Thank You" to My Family, all of My Friends, old & new, and My "Brides", for making This Year Such a Wonderful Memory for Me. May You & Your Families Have a Very Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year!

Of Course We Must Not Forget, The Babe In The Manager, Who's "Birthday" We Celebrate This Season. What A Wonderful Birthday Party to Have! A Party That Represents the Ultimate in Love & Sacrifice. Remember Your Prayers Tonight, and "Thank Him" for The Wonderful "Gifts" He Has Given You!

I have Included on This Page a Couple of "Favorite Christmas Stories" of Mine. I Hope So Much that you Enjoy Them! To All of You~Happy Holidays!
May God Bless & Keep You Always,
Tauna

The Night Before Christmas. . .
by Clement Clarke Moore

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out of the blue there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to All, and To All a Good-Night!"

This Story Is The One I Read To My Daughters When They Were Small, Each Christmas Eve Before They Went To Bed~It was a Wonderful "Family Tradition"! And After All, That's What Christmas Is All About!

Happy Holidays
Send a Yule Log!!!

Santa's Secret Wish . . .
~by Betty Werth

On Christmas Eve, a young boy with light in his eyes
Looked deep into Santa's, to Santa's surprise
And said as he sat on Santa's broad knee,
"I want your secret.  Tell it to me."
He leaned up and whispered in Santa's good ear
"How do you do it, year after year?"

"I want to know how, as you travel about,
Giving gifts here and there, you never run out.
How is it, Dear Santa, that in your pack of toys
You have plenty for all of the world's girls and boys?
Stays so full, never empties, as you make your way
From rooftop to rooftop, to homes large and small,
From nation to nation, reaching them all?"

And Santa smiled kindly and said to the boy,
"Don't ask me hard questions.  Don't you want a toy?"
But the child shook his head, and Santa could see
That he needed the answer.  "Now listen to me,"
He told that small boy with the light in his eyes,
"My secret will make you sadder and wise.

"The truth is that my sack is magic.  Inside
It holds millions of toys for my Christmas Eve ride.
But although I do visit each girl and each boy
I don't always leave them a gaily wrapped toy.
Some homes are hungry, some homes are sad,
Some homes are desperate, some homes are bad.
Some homes are broken, and the children there grieve.
Those homes I visit, but what should I leave?

"My sleigh is filled with the happiest stuff,
But for homes where despair lives toys aren't enough.
So I tiptoe in, kiss each girl and boy,
And I pray with them that they'll be given the joy
Of the spirit of Christmas, the spirit that lives
In the heart of the dear child who gets not, but gives.

"If only God hears me and answers my prayer,
When I visit next year, what I will find there
Are homes filled with peace, and with giving, and love
And boys and girls gifted with light from above.
It's a very hard task, my smart little brother,
To give toys to some, and to give prayers to others.
But the prayers are the best gifts, the best gifts indeed,
For God has a way of meeting each need.

"That's part of the answer.  The rest, my dear youth,
Is that my sack is magic.  And that is the truth.
In my sack I carry on Christmas Eve day
More love than a Santa could e`er give away.
The sack never empties of love, or of joys
`Cause inside it are prayers, and hope.  Not just toys.
The more that I give, the fuller it seems,
Because giving is my way of fulfilling dreams.

"And do you know something?  You've got a sack, too.
It's as magic as mine, and it's inside of you.
It never gets empty, it's full from the start.
It's the center of lights, and love. It's your heart.
And if on this Christmas you want to help me,
Don't be so concerned with the gifts `neath your tree.
Open that sack called your heart, and share
Your joy, your friendship, your wealth, your care."

The light in the small boy's eyes was glowing.
"Thanks for your secret.  I've got to be going."
"Wait, little boy,"  Said Santa, "don't go.
Will you share?  Will you help?  Will you use what you know?"
And just for a moment the small boy stood still,
Touched his heart with his small hand and whispered, 
"I Will".

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