Silent Night

A cold 17 degree ride, then I went to see all of the grandlumps and give them their Christmas goodies from Grandpa. They all tore into the presents and genuinely seemed to like them. That's a relief. It gets harder every year to figure out what they'd like.
A self-taken picture of Grandpa the Cyclist, taken today.

Kelsey drew a portrait of Grandpa today with paper and pencils she got from me for Christmas. I think she nailed the goatee.

Listening to Luther Choir on Pubic Television now. A wonderful day.
Merry Christmas!