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Here at the Rancho we celebrate both Hannuka and Christmas, and so Mr. Boy has a busy month of anticipation. We started with the candles and reading and telling and explaining the Maccabee story, which he always has questions about. Then, concurrently, we moved on to buying the tree, decorating it, wrapping packages and waiting for the mailman to bring more. Lately Mr. B.’s idea of fun has been to lie on the rug beside the packages under the tree and dream out loud about what might be in them, and what Santa might be willing to add to the anticipated pile of loot. We still credit Santa with largess around here, although I believe we are on the tipping point, as they say, of knowing better. It’s a blessing, meanwhile, that the suspense finally is reaching a crescendo–especally as it is cold and rainy outside and there’s very little to do except wait for tomorrow morning to arrive.