My son and I are leaving our small town in southeastern United States to live for a year in a small town in southeastern France. It couldn't possibly be THAT different, right?

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Epiphany, January 6th

Friday was the twelfth day of Christmas, the day that we celebrate the arrival of the wise men at the birth of Jesus.  To do so, we eat a cake (this one is made of frangipane) and hope that we don't break a tooth on the porcelain figure hidden inside.  The person who gets the piece of cake with the figure inside is king or queen for the day.  This year, it's me!  Sorry, Jed!  I tried to dig around and find the prize as I was cutting the cake, but Jesus obviously wants me to rule this year! 

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