It seems as if my Christmas goes on for days and days. You may have noticed all the different stories I have written about.
Christmas Eve I spent time with my youngest son. I have told him in the past that he will always be my baby, and I bring it up again when talking about my Christmas...
We baked Santa cookies in the afternoon so that Santa would have a snack while on his long journey. We started baking these cookies years ago when the boys were young. In the later years with everyone having so many other activities the cookies sometime don't get made. However, after seeing Kevin teaching his son and daughter how to ice the beard, and then his hat, it made me see that I need to make time next year forthis tradition. I think it is one that should live on and be memories for my three grandchildren to have of me.
After a Christmas Eve Dinner of Chicken Pot Pie, we opened a few presents, hung their stockings and opened the Advent calender. It was then time for Meme to go home. I needed to rest up for the next day....
Christmas Day was filled with opening presents, playing with the gifts that Santa brought, preparing yummy food for dinner, opening more presents, playing and cooking some more, taking pictures for memories of all the presents being opened.
This is where I will stop for now and write more on my story of Christmas later...like tomorrow, maybe.....
3 comments:
Beverly, love the pictures. Now clean up and rest time. If that is possible.
Nice pics. Your famiy looks happy. I also am going to make cookie baking a tradition next year with the grandkids. I think it will be fun.
I love the pictures - esp the dru
ms.
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