While I cannot vouch for his sartorial choices this Sunday morning (and I was still in my pajamas don't forget), the Young Master and I finished the family tree after his breakfast an another mug of coffee for yours truly. He added crystal icicles, silver, and red glass balls to tie the whole tree together, which the Grand Duchess started very late last night. The decorations on this table tree are from her own childhood and our son's along with a few additional family pieces.
As Paul and I enjoyed chatting about this and that, I handed him hooks and baubles to hang as he stood on either the love seat, or a step-stool. Meanwhile, the Grand Duchess packed for her departure from Detroit later today.
Just the boys now for a week until her return. We've got a date to watch Christmas Vacation (1989) and A Christmas Story (1983) together in the evenings this week. Neither movie resonates particularly with Sonja.
It must be the dreaded guy thing. You know? Cousin Eddie and schoolboys' tongues stuck to frozen flagpoles.
-- Heinz-Ulrich

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