...When upon my bed there arose such a clatter, 4 little children bubbly with chatter. I couldn't spring to my feet, I knew not why... till I looked at the clock, and held back a cry. Their excitement so merry and contagious this day, I fondly remembered when I felt such a way. So placing a smile atop my face, I got out of bed and picked up the pace. Then down the stairs we hustled to see, what Santa had left for my family and me...
For when they had finished what was under the tree, the gifts from us were yet to see.
The stage almost finished, the spotlight aglow, sat four wrapped presents tied with a bow.
Instruments, karaoke, and microphone in hand, we knew the next step was the "Big Ross Band".
I'm not sure whom the theatre was for, was it the kids or us who enjoyed it more?
As all other Christmas' must come to an end, we are most grateful for the fun together as family and friend.
...When upon my bed there arose such a clatter, 4 little children bubbly with chatter. I couldn't spring to my feet, I knew not why... till I looked at the clock, and held back a cry. Their excitement so merry and contagious this day, I fondly remembered when I felt such a way. So placing a smile atop my face, I got out of bed and picked up the pace. Then down the stairs we hustled to see, what Santa had left for my family and me... 
Santa's gifts made each child's eyes so bright, I could hardly contain what remained out of sight. 
The stage almost finished, the spotlight aglow, sat four wrapped presents tied with a bow. 
...and 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. Nickolas soon would be there. 
In early December, one of my good friends from my mission invited me to join him for a week long trip back to the old stomping grounds in Salta, Argentina. As usual, we soon found trouble. The Salta police helped us find a place to eat and expand our Spanish vocabulary. We quickly found out that the word for wife or spouse is the same word used for handcuffs (esposas).
We spent some time in the hills just outside of Salta in a place called San Lorenzo. We took in the local spa, did some ATV tours and enjoyed the local cuisine (just how we had remembered it). As usual, we ran into some of the local livestock along the way. I think this would be a good place for Larry to start up the old ranch. I could be the translator.
