Fri 1 Dec 2006
Quinn is learning the words to “Santa Claus is Coming to Town,” and I made this graphic to use in his Christmas lapbook. I need to finish decorating my kitchen table (I need a centerpiece!) and then I’ll put all the things to make the lapbook on the table and work on it as I get the chance. I have my Christmas card list and my cookie recipes (and the binder to add them too), also on the table. I’m sort of getting organized. *smile*

The Angel and the Little Blue Bell
(sung by Brenda Lee)
At Christmas time in the steeple high
The bells would proudly ring
To tell the world of the joy and cheer
That Christmas day would bring
But one little bell in the steeple high
Could only hang alone and cry
No matter how he’d try and try
Poor little thing he couldn’t ring at all
All the other bells in the steeple high
Saw all his lonely tears
And watched him try his best to ring
Each Christmas through the years
But the little blue bell in the steeple tall
Just cried when Christmas came to call
For like I said in spite of all
Poor little thing he couldn’t ring at all
One Christmas eve in the steeple high
An angel did appear
She smiled and said to the little blue bell
I’ve come to dry your tears and on that night
So the story’s told, she changed the little blue bell
To the purest gold with the richest tone
To hold and hold proud little thing
Just hear him ring
~ MacCrae ~
