When exactly we have our family Christmas can vary from year to year. This year, it was Christmas Eve lunch. I hardly took any pictures at all, but this one means a lot this year.
A few of you know how much this particular picture means right now, a reason why I've been quiet in some ways here on the blog about certain things. I'll just leave that at that.
Often times on Christmas Eve, my parents and I go out to dinner and a movie. There was none of that this year since we aren't Star Wars fans, and I refused another Alvin and the Chipmunks movie.
Maybe there still is a little bit of kid in me, but opening up all your presents on Christmas Eve makes for a long and boring Christmas Day.
|There's dad back around Paige.|
|Brian admiring his cow.|
|Mom must have found something good in her stocking!|
Those are cream sodas and cherry limeade bottles, by the way.