I'm a little later than normal on this posting this morning. I'm not sure where the time went. Well, I do know that when I went to get on the computer, someone else was using it....so I had to wait my turn. Anyway, it's overcast with a few glimpses of the sun. Last night I watched Jake at baseball practice and was amazed, not at his talent, but at how much he talks! At home he talks all the time. He wakes up talking and always has one more thing to say and he annoys his siblings, but while I was watching him at practice he was talking constantly to the coaches, to the pitcher, as if he was 40 years old! He was the catcher and was giving the pitcher encouragement after he had walked about four batters. Can you imagine in a game situation how long he will have to conference on the mound with the pitcher? They'll have to set their timers! Well, he does come by in honestly......:)
It's not Christmas without...... Fill in the blank. Traditions are part of what builds a family and Christmas is full of them. When you open your gifts, the dinner you create, right down to which ornament goes on what side of the tree. It's all a part of holiday traditions. On the Knolltop, I have managed to carry on a tradition that began in my childhood, on my home farm. Each Christmas was filled with holiday baking. My mom and sister would begin baking and end with pretty packages filled with home made goodies to give away to friends and relatives. Among those baked goods were Chocolate Peanut Butter Balls originating from the local church cookbook published in the late 70's. My sister made those one year and we haven't missed a year since. While the recipe originated to us in 1976, the tattered recipe card is from the late 80s when wrote a copy for myself when I moved out on my own. For 39 years Chocolate Peanut Butter Balls h...
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