What a whirlwind of traveling, overeating and celebration the past few weeks have been.
Christmas Eve. Here. Dad and Diana are here. They bring Alex, fresh off an airplane from Tulsa. Bob arrives around the same time, but falls victim almost immediately to a harsh stomach bug and spends the evening resting.
Those healthy feast on beef tenderloin, Mrs. Butland's potatoes, fresh steamed green beans tossed with butter and lemon pepper, roasted carrots tossed with olive oil and thyme and dinner rolls (of the most basic sort: flour, yeast, etc.; nothing fancy).
After our Christmas Eve service we return home where the kids open new pajamas from their parents and a new ornament for the tree from Dad and Diana.
Christmas morning. Here. Just us. The first kid is awake by 5:28 a.m. This after a night when I finally went to bed around 12 a.m. Still, though, what parent-- even a tired one-- could be upset with excited children on Christmas morning?
Cinnamon rolls. Stockings. Coffee. Christmas story from Luke. Presents.
Christmas afternoon. Silver Lake. Dad, Diana, Cloe and Alex are present. Blake has been stricken by a stomach bug and is home resting.
We eat, and we eat well. Ham. Turkey. Twice baked potatoes. There was more, and it was all delicious and worth every calorie.
Sunday, December 26. Silver Lake. A day of nothing. Wonderful, wonderful nothingness. Unless you were Diana, in which case it was your turn with the stomach bug flying around at warp speed.
Friday, December 31. Oconto Falls. Doug, Wicky, Steve, Sue, Cassandra, Cody and Cedar. We arrive early afternoon and within an hour or two the kids are ripping into their presents.
Later we feast on steaks. Baked potatoes. More decadent, delicious Christmas feasting. We stay up to ring in the new year (all but Caroline).
Nice celebrations, all.
4 comments:
So sorry relatives of yours met that horrible stomach bug, too. It was a doozy.
Sunday ... day after Christmas Day ... Yes, Diana was sick ... but do not forget, the Packers walloped the Giants that very same day. A healthy step toward a Super Bowl victory.
Thank you for this beautiful and picture perfect recap. I swear, someday, when my kids are off and visiting their other relatives, I'll vicariously live my Christmases through your blog!
Charming recap. Very little in any of the photos to suggest that it's not still 1954!
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