This is usually what happens when I try to take a picture of the kids together. This also happens to be the only picture I have of Christmas this year or technically last year (I am still in the beginning of January and cannot believe the calendar basically says, March).
Despite my family's recent happenings, we did celebrate Christmas around here and it was very pleasant and peaceful. My dad always loved Christmas. It was a common known fact in my family that dad was an extremely hard worker and pretty much a work alcoholic. Christmas was one of the rare days he excused himself from doing any work and did not feel guilty about it. We did all our old family traditions he loved while we enjoyed the true meaning of Christmas. And because I am so lost on time, Easter will come out of no where for me and we will be able to celebrate the second half of that wonderful story. I am so grateful for Christ's gifts to us, birth and life, and, death and salvation. I am glad this past Christmas reminded me of that.
