
My daughter-in-law, who is a counselor (and a wonderful human being) was surprised to get Christmas off this year. We’re so excited! (If you had Doctor Tuttle in your local paper, you would have seen this before the holiday!)

My daughter-in-law, who is a counselor (and a wonderful human being) was surprised to get Christmas off this year. We’re so excited! (If you had Doctor Tuttle in your local paper, you would have seen this before the holiday!)

As a kid, I can remember we discussed every aspect of the holiday, from religious to secular. Yes, we talked toys most of all, but we did touch on the other aspects.

Thankfully, we ate up the turkey pretty quickly this year. And we’re having omelets for Christmas. (No turkey in sight!)

This was in honor of my mom. She loved making things for Christmas. Sometimes decorations, sometimes gifts, she just loved to create.

It’s been a running joke through the years that the bug (he’s in most of the strips, have you noticed?) is a very good gift-giver.

For those who are thinking this is a riff on “What Child Is This?” it’s not. It’s from a song called “The Peace Carol”.

I bounced this one off some professional counselors I know. They thought it was funny, and a good motto.

I like whipped (whooped cream) and, yes, I will occasionally have just a mouthful of it by itself. But now a whole plate? No. Um, why not?

I was relatively happy with the veggies, but try as I might, I could not draw a cornucopia I was satisfied with. BTW, if you had “Doctor Tuttle” in your local newspaper, you would have seen this one last Thursday

We’ve been trying to recreate that gravy since then. I’m afraid it was lightning in a bottle.