Snow is falling lightly outside today, while inside our cozy home people are making preparations. Cookie dough is chilling in the fridge; presents large and small are hidden in closets and bags, awaiting their wrappings; and plenty of secrets are being kept behind closed doors. “I need to use the oven – no one come in here.” “Has anyone seen the tape?”

Christmas Eve has a different energy now that my kids are older, and it’s a good different. Instead of trying so hard all day to contain their excitement about the gifts that await them in the hours ahead, Louisa, Seb and Elias have been occupied by thoughts about a gift for someone else (well, at least somewhat – I won’t pretend that they haven’t closely inspected the names on the gifts already under the tree).
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I have much to catch up on, after not blogging for two weeks. Here’s an encapsulated version of our recent musical family activity:

• White Christmas: I can’t go any longer without bragging about my husband, Steve, and the amazing job he did in the Northfield Arts Guild’s production of Irving Berlin’s White Christmas. He played the lead role of Bob Wallace (the Bing Crosby character, if you’re familiar with the movie).

My great-grandfather G. Oliver Riggs has been called “St. Cloud’s Music Man,” and I sometimes use that phrase as a way of explaining his career (with the caveat that, unlike the fictional Prof. Harold Hill, G. Oliver really was a talented musician and director). But the “music man” description also fits my grandfather Ronald.
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