Too often we just participate and don't capture what the normal was. Then time passes and those moments are only shadows in our leaky mind. This year I snapped a few photos not posed just moments of what the normal has been for a long time. Each year a little bigger, a little more excited, and the same pattern. I love the reliability of the pattern. Details may change- no trifle or ice cream sundays this year, just pie with lots of cream or ice cream. But the same general order. We eat a delicious dinner that the kids don't even taste as they are so excited. I remember the same phenomena as a kid! Then we work towards cramming into the living room. I play the piano to accompany the group in a few Christmas carols. This year Cadi and Megan joined me with two songs they had learned. We listen to the Christmas story found int he gospel of Luke. Then the kids went and exchanged cold cereal wrapped up pretty and the parents eventually had a white elephant gift exchange. The kids watch a movie in the basement. Justin and Ruth bring funny gifts. This year Greg, always a good sport and predictable with his comments, modeled some Santa shorts and hat for us. It is so good to just laugh. I'm thankful for the diversity of my in-laws they are great people.
And that's Christmas Eve. Christmas morning is at our house. Stockings only so no need to get up extremely early. The kids cleaned, chores were done, and breakfast made this year no turnovers instead scones, deviled eggs, adn all the sausage links you want- a Christmas present.
Then we read the LIving Christ as we know the nativity and then opened presents. That is always an exciting time. Then they play and we head to Greg's parents later in the day for dinner. Complete with special jellos, rolls, and chips! It's relaxed and sticks to the pattern.
The next day is game day. Leftovers are the menu and the kids just play all day. Some pretend and color, and some organized with game boards, dice, cards, and points.
Another visit with Santa. He was quick and efficient. Kids requested and moved on.
Christmas was a little slower this year and a lot more peaceful. I wasn't so tired that I could barely keep my eyes open for my families Christmas day. WE visited a lot of people. After church Sunday we headed out to visit the last ones on our list. We had meaningful conversations and really enjoyed the surprised looks on people's faces. We hurried home to do chores and get to my parents. It was a lovely season.
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