Our second Christmas party is different. My family comes and stays. Games are always important. Ping pong in the basement for hours. Text twist on the internet. That makes me nervous. Lots of eating. Dad brought two cakes from a bakery near his place. Plus singing, piano playing, guitar strumming. Somehow almost all of us play guitar. The children have gone off for movies and bowling and the oldsters have remained home to chat. It is a warm happy feeling to have all these folks here for a couple of days.