It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas – everywhere you go!  Let tacky be your guide.  On Dasher, on Dancer….

We hosted Christmas caroling in the hood, kind of a tradition.  All we do is put out a sign.  The rest is magic.

And if you want to know why we love Christmas caroling, this is it.  Melt.

On the flip side, if you want to know why some years we question our own intentions, this is it.  Good judgment is never our cornerstone.  A thousand points of light, so to speak.

The Prince Howard Chorus, along with Santa and some elves, made an encore appearance in the hood this year on the Carol Caravan.  Special thanks to Santa – he’s a bit busy this time of year so we appreciate him taking time out of his toy making activities to join in our festivities.  Santa handed out bells to the carolers and said something about needing more cowbell.  Must be a Santa thing.

Can these kids get any cuter?  And what voices!  I’d guess we had about two dozen carolers.  But once you get rolling with 24 carolers, photos are no longer likely – only controlled chaos; most photos are pre-caroling.

We have somewhere less than 100 households in the hood, and we visited 15-20 in our crusade.  So far, I don’t see any For Sale signs posted, so I don’t think we had too bad an effect on the community.  Time will tell.

We made a loop through the hood, the kids sang their hearts out, and then we circled back to the house where Karen salved their vocal cords with hot chocolate, cookies, and doughnuts.  Boom.  Sugar’m up, send’m home.

While we were out caroling, the remaining adults maintained a glowing fire in the pit.  Or was it they maintained a glow by the fire?  Not sure exactly.  But this night is about the carolers, not the parents.

Special thanks to Santa and his elves!  Thanks to everyone else for all their help, sharing of photos, and participating in the event.  It takes a community.

From (part of) our family to yours, Merry Christmas!