Shortest Day of the Year

I was going to take some pictures then the whole evening slipped by without any taken.

Until I  got home and this showed up on my phone.

Gracia was sleepy all evening until I laid her down. Then she got hiccups. She opened her eyes for me a little bit. I still remember when Krysta was a baby. People asked me if she was okay. "She never cries." I don't know how many times I heard that comment. 

Later on she could make her voice heard.

We have a tradition for the shortest day of the year. 

Rommegrot 

A Norwegian Pudding 

Deanne ended up making the *milk mush* because I was peeling sweet potatoes for 

sweet potato fries. I cut them into fries, put a little oil on them and baked them in a 400° oven. For seasonings I used salt, pepper and garlic powder. They were good! 

Mom made her famous barbecue sauce.

Ketchup 

Mustard

Brown sugar

Vinegar

She poured this mixture  over a pan of little smokies and popped it in the oven.

(We put lots of butter and brown sugar on the milk mush. And we eat it warm.)

It was a cozy evening. 

This has been a wonderful winter so far.

I wonder what will hit us in January .....

At least the days will be getting longer now!