I’m enjoying a nice cup of coffee upstairs this morning, then I hear the pitter patter of my grandson Oscars little feet walking accross the dinning room floor.
Oscar stopped for a few seconds.
Then I hear him say, ” Oops! Pappy, come look!”
Sometime late last night Crackle, the scout elf who reports to Santa Claus each night visited Oscar again this time wanting to decorate the Christmas tree.