WELCOME AND COME ON IN TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES AND SIT FOR A SPELL. WARM YOUR FEET BY THE FIRE. HAVE A CUP OF HOT CHOCOLATE, OR A CUP OF COFFEE, WE HAVE SUGAR AND GOATS MILK FOR YOUR CREAM. FOR THOSE WHO NEED A LITTLE MORE TO WARM THEIR BLOOD HOW ABOUT A HOT TOTTIE. THE EGGNOG IS COLD. THERE ARE FRESH BAKED PIES, PUNPKIN, CUSTARD, AND CHERRY. GOATS MILK FUDGE, AND SEVERAL DIFFERENT KINDS OF COOKIES, AND OF COURSE THE TRADITIONAL FRUIT CAKE, HOME BAKED AND WITH BRANDY ADDED OF COURSE.
HOPE YOU LIKE THE CANDLE LIGHT, IT IS JUST SO MUCH NICER THAN AN OLD HARSH LIGHT BULB. AND ON CHRISTMAS EVE, WE ONLY USE THE CANDLES AND AND SIT BY THE WOOD STOVE. JUST LIKE IN THE OLDEN DAYS. WE STRING POP CORN [what we don't eat] FOR PUTING ON THE TREE, AND ADD ALL THE FINISHING TOUCHES. AT OUR HOME WE ALWAYS OPEN OUR PRESENTS ON CHRISTMAS EVE. WE TAKE A DRIVE AROUND THE NEIGHBOR HOOD LOOKING AT ALL THE LIGHTS AND DECORATIONS, BY THAT TIME WE ARE BACK HOME SANTA HAS CAME AND GONE AND IT IS TIME TO OPEN THE PRESENTS. WE BURN A LIGHTED 
IN THE WINDOW, FOR ALL THOSE WHO MIGHT BE LOST IN THE NIGHT,
FROSTY THE SNOWMAN WAS A JOLLY HAPPY SOUL. WITH A CORNCOB PIPE AND A BUTTON NOSE AND TWO EYES MADE OUT OF COAL. WELL WE ARE HOPING TO HAVE ENOUGHT SNOW SO THAT FROSTY WILL COME ALIVE. WE DONT HAVE A LOT OF SNOW HERE AT CHRISTMAS TIME, BUT WE ARE ALWAYS HOPING. AND THE ANIMALS LOVE THE SNOW TOO, THE GOATS AND HORSES AND CHICKENS EAT THE SNOW, SO IT IS LIKE A TREAT FOR THEM. MAYBE THEY JUST CANT QUITE FIGURE OUT WHAT IT IS.
HERE COMES SANTA CLAUS, HERE COMES SANTA CLAUS, RIGHT DOWN SANTA CLAUS LANE. AND YOU KNOW, HE SEES YOU WHEN YOU ARE SLEEPING, HE KNOWS WHEN YOUR AWAKE, HE KNOWS IF YOU ARE BAD OR GOOD, SO BE GOOD FOR GOODNESS SAKE. NOW FOR ALL OF YOU WHO THINK YOU ARE TOO BIG FOR SANTA, JUST REMEMBER,,,,,,,WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE.
AND BY THE WAY, HOW MANY OF YOU KNOW THE NAMES OF SANTA'S REINDEER?
WELL LETS SEE THERE WAS,,,,,, DASHER, AND DANCER AND PRANCER AND VISEN. THEN COMET AND CUPID AND DONNER AND BLITZEN
AND LETS NOT FORGET THE MOST FAMOUS REINDEER OF ALL RUDOLPH.
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS AND ALL THROUGH THE HOUSE, NOT A CREATURE WAS STIRRING, NOT EVEN A MOUSE. THE 
WERE HUNG BY THE CHIMNEY WITH CARE, IN HOPES THAT SAINT NICKOLAS SOON WOULD BE THERE.
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