Christmas has now been here and gone. My oldest son, his wife, and two sons arrived on the Saturday before Christmas and stayed until just before noon on Christmas morning before traveling to Indy to spend several days with her family. It sure was a whirlwind! The grand-dog also came along so we had three dogs in the house. All went well with very few scuffles.
We started out our week of celebration with a Christmas gathering at Mike’s moms home.
That is my oldest, Jordan on the far left with his beautiful wife, Jen and their two boys having a little chat with Great Grandma. It was a lovely day. On that side of the family, we exchange Christmas stockings and fill them with all sorts of small goodies.
Later that night, we took the boys to a “Journey to Bethlehem” production while their mom and dad spent some time with friends.
We were either racing around in a whirlwind of activity or vegetating on the couch with the party mix.
Jon, who is two, entertained us with his upside-down glasses on more than one occasion.
Of course, Frank is here with another one of his photo bombs.
Christmas Eve Day: Jake, who is now 6, did the cookie cutting-out: stars, gingerbread men, and snowflakes. He did a good job. I cheated folks, and just bought a package mix. ☺ This made one cookie sheet full. It was the perfect amount for a 6 year old. He cut them all out and had fun without getting tired of it. I will use this cheat again when he comes to visit.
Grandpa even got in on the decorating.
Later that night. All scrubbed clean and in their new Christmas pajamas, the letter to Santa was written and left on the table with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk.
This is just about the sweetest thing ever. He is just in kindergarten and composed this letter without any help. He wrote the words like he thought they sounded, his own sweet creation.
The next morning was a flurry of activity: opening stockings, gifts, and marveling that the cookie plate was empty and the glass of milk was gone.
The house was empty by noon. The quiet was deafening. We were exhausted. We are now resting. All of us.
Because the grandkids will be back on Wednesday for a final visit of the year!
It doesn’t seem much like the end of December right now, does it? Friday afternoon the dogs and I took a long walk.
And it seemed like Fall.