I know, I know, everyone is so over Christmas. But I’m not. Our tree still reigns in the family room the stockings are still hung and my tired poinsettia has to live for just a few more days. I’m following the European pattern of Christmas where the 12th day falls on January 6th with Epiphany.
Or maybe we were just feeling too lazy and happy all weekend to take all the pretties down. 😉
Either way, it’s time to post the Christmas Day/Christmas Week photos. I didn’t take a lot. I was tired.
What will Lucy do with her days when the tree is gone?
and a toy.
Ben thought this was a more appropriate pose.
My dad made an incredible book about my mom as his Christmas gift to all of us. It was overwhelming. I sobbed and sobbed. My sister made a beautiful slideshow; I made a copy but I don’t know when I’ll feel strong enough to watch it again. I’m walking through the pain, I am, just one step at a time.
My adorable niece giving Ruth a manicure. Ruth’s back is still in a lot of pain.
Gabriel and Grandpa at Christmas dinner.
the giggle cousins
At night we met friends, went to wedding receptions and Mary and I snuck off to the Nutcracker with her friend Isabelle.
She’s wearing the same dress as last year. Is anyone impressed with my practicality?
No? I didn’t think so.
p.p.s. I usually turn photos b&w when I can’t get the color right. It’s an easy fix.
p.p.p.s. Ben’s goal for me was to be less sensitive this year. I told him that my ban from complaining is unrealistic enough.
p.p.p.p.s. Stefan’s goal is to become 10% nicer. Ben suggested that Stefan become less perfect.
p.p.p.p.p.s. Gabe just wants to develop a 6 pack.