I'm not too sure about this blog thing. I mean, do I really want people to read about my thoughts? I guess I do.
We had a wonderful, wonderful Christmas day, in spite of everything. In spite of the snow, in spite of the family arguments, in spite of everything.
For those of you who don't live here, snow in Western Washington is a rarity. Not this year though. This year made up for lost time. Which created havoc. But only when it came to driving. The hustle and bustle of Christmas came to a halt and was replaced by a Christmas preparation panic. People didn't know how they would ever finish shopping - but I think they all did and everything, as usual, was wonderful. At least in my family it was. After the last one to arrive, Stacy, was here. Then we knew everything was good, and right, and complete.
We were really wondering, even to the last minute, if she would make it. There was panic, there were tears, but she got here, safe and sound. Tired though, after having to get up at 3:30 to go to work. WHO NEEDS COFFEE FROM A COFFEE STAND AT 5:00 a.m. ON CHRISTMAS DAY???? I think only a mom who spent the night with her daughter so she could drive said daughter to work through the ice and snow. Oh, and I think one other random person. Anyway, I digress. She made it.
Here's a picture of our little guy, who made Christmas so special for us. We had gone a few years, OK, lots of years, with no kiddos around to bring the magic of a child's Christmas to our hearts. But, he's here now. Meet Lute.
OK, two pictures. How could I resist? And, while I am at it, I want to put in pictures of his wonderful parents, Carina and Nick, and then I simply must start putting my house back together. Because, my husband will be home soon.
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