A Christmas Carol

We got our Christmas tree up and we think the little guy looks just marvelous. The box it comes in is falling apart and warped from years of sub-par storage. You can still read the $19.99 price tag on it, though barely. But we just love it. It seems to have been waiting for the perfect window. On Saturday we went to the Narberth Dickens Festival. It was a nice, sunny day and we took the girls in the wagon. I, unfortunately, did not get any crowd shots (the sidewalks were packed!), but I took a few.
The girls sipped apple cider from little cups as we made our way to the ballerinas doing dances from the Nutcracker.
Here Ella is eating her croissant from the local French bakery:
Andrew, bringing forth the hot toddy from the local pub. Yummy!
And, finally, Ella who apparently had cold hands.