My little daughter and I had the pleasure of visiting with Santa Claus Dec. 20, both in Waverly and Dassel.
I took pictures at both occasions for the newspaper, and we enjoyed the visits despite near-blizzard conditions.
It was actually harder to get home one mile from the Dassel Fire Hall than it was to drive several miles down the road to Waverly earlier in the morning.
Nevertheless, visit we did, and enjoyed ourselves immensely.
Brianna is in the middle of forming her own sentences, and so Santa in Waverly to her was actually Santa “waving.” Using this mindset, I think she believes that everyone in Waverly is so friendly that they wave at you all the time, which I must agree could be true.
Is this a different definition of Waverly? Don’t think of waves on the lake think of waves from a friendly hand. I should round up a friendly bunch of Waverly folks and ask them all to wave!
Anyway, the ladies of Waverly (and Fr. Cloutier of St. Mary’s) are the unofficial Godparents of our daughter Brianna, whom they claimed even before she was born via a surprise baby shower they hosted for her when I was nine months pregnant, the week after my husband was deployed.
This shower is one of the top 10 events in my life, and I’ll never forget it. It carried me through hard times, and the memory of it continues to do so now.
Anyway, whenever I visit Waverly, this event is never far from my mind, and I belatedly took stock of the youngest before whisking her out the door to Waverly. I regretted not spending more time on her appearance, and noted the absence of a bath. Oh well.
Brianna just turned 4 years old in November. How’s that for feeling old?
I always say she is the one who will check us into the nursing home, but “she’ll visit a lot.”
She’s a very strong-headed, cute child. She’ll drive you bonkers, if you let her.
She got her Christmas shopping done courtesy of the Waverly Boosters and their Christmas store.
Make ‘em and break ‘em
I don’t mind chasing resolutions each year, because it’s a good excuse to improve yourself. It can be done other times of the year, too. But the end of the year seems to be when we measure what we’ve done all year long and are in a reflective mood.
I asked co-workers for their resolutions and received a nice handful, with a few duds who didn’t want to partake (some of whom poddy-mouthed the process; ahem).
Here are a sample of those willing to participate:
New Year’s resolutions
“Every New Year, I resolve to ‘stay classy’ and I haven’t missed it yet.” Stephen W. (Enterprise Dispatch sports editor)
“It’s something I wanted to conquer this past summer and never did . . . I want to launch and load up our fishing boat by myself, so that I can take my boys fishing on a whim, and not have to wait for my very busy husband to humor us. I think this will also teach our boys that women have strengths in areas outside the stereotypical, not to mention build great memories.” Jennifer G.
“To read more,” Caroline W.
“To have a better diet in order to manage my high cholesterol, and be more patient with my kids.” Lynda J.
“Each year I vow to save more. Then the bills come in from Christmas, and it takes the rest of the year to recover.” Linda S.
Quotes to remember
“The safest road to hell is the gradual one the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.” CS Lewis
“There are two kinds of people: those who say to God, ‘Thy will be done,’ and those to whom God says, ‘All right, then, have it your way.’” CS Lewis