What the heck just happened?
We saw friends.
The Steinwedell’s hosted our annual “Happy Birthday Jesus Party”. The kids all blew out the candles together, since that can be theologically confusing.
Have you ever done a “dirty Santa” party? This particular night, the “dirty” part was interpreted quite loosely, but the night was a blast.
The other guys opted not to see the nutcracker- that ballet storyline still confuses me, even though I’ve seen it 10 times now. Why do all those little kids come out from under the lady’s giant dress?
We saw each other
I didn’t get a picture of us, but you can just use your imagination that Taylor and I looked great and had fun on a date night before the craziness of Christmas got started.
We Hosted
For a couple years now we have been hosting the York family for brunch on Christmas eve. Most of us are sober-ish during this hour of the day each year
We visited
This year for the first time we did Christmas with Evan and the cousins- and had a pretty good time doing charades and singing some Christmas Carols.
Honestly, I am not even sure when we were at the Register’s house: was it before or after Evan’s house? Either way, the meal wasn’t something to forget: Ted got an amazing cut of meat, some Christmas Carolers came by, and Rosie and Mercy had a blast with their other cousins in town.
We Stayed Home
We did some “Logan Family” time with our own traditions: making peanut butter balls, church on Christmas eve, and our tradition for the girls to have a “sleepover” upstairs with us on Christmas eve. Rumor is that I snore, so they had to see first hand.
Our peanut butter ball tradition- maybe our 13th year? – is pretty darn efficient at this point. We have learned tons of things not to do.
Rosie got a bike, and Santa was pretty excited it was the right size. Rosie and Mercy pretty much get along and had a blast for Christmas eve/morning.
I know I know, one of the pictures above doesnt look like the other, but Taylor got this shot of the mountain of leaves that were collected from our backyard. I finally snapped and hired some teenagers wearing camoflage and a 1991 green Silverado to come get our leaves. It was amazing how good of a job they did, and it made hosting the Register/York family a little less embarrassing.