When we were kids, nearly every year at Christmas time Dad and Mom would pile all eight of us in the car and take us christmas caroling to folks they knew, family, friends, those from church and sometimes my Dads co-workers. Being one of the littlest I didn't always understand or appreciate my parents need to bless those folks. I was also a shy and introspective child and sometimes resented being put at the center of attention and asked to perform. Mom would spend the day baking and we would deliver a loaf of fresh bread and a jar of homemade jam along with our singing.
All that to say we went caroling with a group from church and the boys had a fabulous time, entertaining themselves and those who enjoyed our singing.
We went to the VA and to two assisted living centers.
EM found himself a place to sit, much to the delight of these folks.
The other littles decided to dance while we sang.