Christmas
At long last, the Christmas blog. Blogging sure does take second chair when you are moving into your first house. So does Christmas in your first house, by the way.
Which is one reason why we still enjoy Christmas with our parents. The tradition has been to have Christmas Eve with my family (the night owls) and the bulk of Christmas morning with Jessi's (the early-to-risers). It's worked well for, let's see--eight years now. We were able to visit with my family (dad, mom, Nanny, Melissa, Logan, dogs), and Jessi's (mom, dad, Angela, Chandler, chickens). We really missed Matt and Rachel, Eric, Jared and Alli, and of course their younger extensions.
We only had a few disasters this year. Jaydn passed out from opening too many presents.
And my dad, confused from wrapping too many presents, put a bow on his head.
But, other than that, things went just fine.
And check out this beautiful wreath that Jaydn made for his mom and dad at school:
I sure like those kinds of Christmas gifts.
