Greetings, family and friends! Yep, things were suspiciously quiet around here last week, and that was because, after Shaun and Carly went home in August, I had a hankering for more family gatherings and thought, "Wouldn't it be awesome if we stayed with family for Christmas?"
Which, in August, doesn't seem like too big a deal; but, come December and wintry road conditions, is actually a very big deal. Fortunately, the weather held in our favor (although we were racing a storm on the way to our location) and we were able to travel to and from our families' homes in safety. I've been able to unpack and unwind enough from the trip now to take some time to glance at the photos taken during the jaunt north, and couldn't resist sharing some with you all.
My dad opened up his very own restaurant this year, and we used our drive up as an excuse to finally take a peek at how he's spending his days:
|The grand tour of the kitchen.|
The kids were especially intrigued by the enormous dishwasher.
It was just plain good to see the Ol' Man again.
We traveled onwards to the Seattle area, where we stayed at my aunt's home, and it was so much fun to just hang out with them. We ate loads of sugar, drank Diet Coke until our hair buzzed, stayed up way too late, and the kids had no shortage of board game partners. It was just good.
We also spent some time with my mother's side of the family, in the form of attending the big extended family Christmas party and also attending my mom's and my grandmother's homes for Christmas Eve traditions.
While at the big Christmas party, we managed to capture a great FIVE GENERATION photo:
Great Great Grandma is a whopping 98 years old.
Let's take a moment to think about all the things this woman has seen happen in her lifetime--she was a child during World War I, a teen during the Roaring 20's, a young mother during the Great Depression, and still bearing children during World War II because that's how long it takes to give birth to NINE children.
Yeah, I KNOW. She's amazing. And when you sit down to talk to her now, she's still "in there." No foggy mind at all; it's such a blessing to have her here in her entirety. This lady has some serious spunk. I adore her.
Who wasn't at his house.
Who was far away from his house.
Santa found him.
He couldn't believe it.
And then there was a day with my bestie, Denise. And I have no pictures. Which makes me sad until I remember that there just wasn't any time to take pictures with all the fabric and yarn shopping, the movie-watching, and the waffle eating. It was a day stuffed with awesomeness. Oh, I miss my friend!
And then we spent lots of time with Granny and Grandpa Harry.
And the food.
On the way home we also managed a visit to one of Michael's brothers and enjoyed a nice dinner and quick chat with them before the Brookelets absolutely lost control of their wits and required swift removal from the premises.
Which brings us home, where I took two days to just sit and stare into space and catch up with my life. Whew!
So yeah, I'm posting about Christmas on New Year's Eve, when everyone else is posting about reflecting on the year and making goals and all that soul-searching stuff. Apparently I'm a week behind everyone else. Expect profound posts next week, I'm still grinning stupidly over Christmas. It was that good.