QuickChristmas, unsorted, unspoken!

Merry Christmas to all! We had a great, great day. After a Christmas eve tradition of pajamas, (hand made by John with monograms!) Are Christmas day's have evolved into a day long event. We don't rush, and with a missionary call that lasts 2 hours in the middle, it is fabulous. Parents, as usual were tired, and the kids are patient. In fact, when John finally got up, instead of opening presents, we played a game that Roxanne and Larry had received on christmas eve. (They came down to have fun in the morning, also! What a treat.) So, stockings, playing a game, then eating Christmas Strata, then opening one by one... It was a delightful day. A few highlights in no specific order are Daniel with legos, Kristina with a new webkinz, other odds and ends, and the 12 year old highlight of my children's life, a custom quilt from the grandma Kenna. Kristina wanted a crocodile quilt, so the master crafted a piece of art. It is usually the last present opened, but Christopher wanted to see (he was skyping) so she opened it while he was online. So, here is a scattered montage of Christmas morning (with a christmas formal dance picture thrown in for good measure!) We love all of you who have made into our life in one path or another. We are greatful for each one of you. It slipped out while we were talking the other night, but I found it a wonderful thought…

"Traditions give focus to our life."

Thinking of the past…

While attending our ward party last night, Kristina leaned over and said, "Didn't we used to act out the nativity?". All of a sudden, a thousand memories flooded my mind. Thank you to all of you that have made an everlasting impression on my life. Those that know me, know that I went from hating december, to loving and looking forward to a special ward christmas party. That party had santa clause, music, children and parents acting out the nativity, an ornament tree, and memories that will never die. I can remember sitting in the bishop's office with santa clause and mrs santa clause, waiting for the moment to escort them into the party. Not many noticed, but it was an old cotton pillow case grabbed from the linen closet. Everything from that closet smelled so good. It was filled with goodies for the kids. Everyone had a chance to visit. I remember randomly passing out costumes for the nativity. I am grateful for a friend when entrusted me with her collection. No one hestitated. The angels, the donkeys, all were there. Then, the ornament tree, with each families name on it. The acts of service that would extend through the season. I will always remember those parties. We were surrounded by heavenly angels as we celebrated as one big family. Thank you to all of you. Merry Christmas!