Christmas Eve always starts out quiet. I have homemade rolls rising and sausage balls baking in the oven. Going to my nieces home for Christmas dinner. It will be noisy and so much fun. I thought while I am waiting on the food to do its thing, I would post some photos of my customers quilts I just finished and she has picked them up. She cried as she stroked each star remembering seeing her late mother in each dress and the memories associated with them. I do wish I could be there when her daughter's open their gifts.

Merry Christmas to us all.