This is my favorite day of any year. And today's boots are Christmas Eve traditions:
My boots and Daddy's boots.
He wore them to work on Christmas Eve,
and I've had to pull those shiny, slippery suckers off his feet many a time --- his feet would be swollen by the time the store closed.
I got my red boots because Daddy had a pair, and I don't wear mine much, either.
I do always wear them on Christmas Eve, when Hannah, Briton and I visit the living Nativity scene.
Merry Christmas, everybody. Enjoy your traditions.