with my parents, old friends, and new!
Occasionally, we got out of the house...
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Christmas Day started early. Hannah was up first... at 5:20. We sent her back to her room until 6. That seemed much more reasonable.
The boys racing down the stairs.
Peter asked for a saxophone. That's all he wanted.
I had fantastic kitchen help. My parents.For Christmas Dinner, we had some friends join us. Our friends that feel more like family - MaryZ, Patrick, and their boys, Wills and Connor, came over, as well as a wonderful woman from our church. It was a sweet time of celebrating our Savior.
Hannah and baby Connor