Grandmommy's house really is one of the coolest places to be. On our drive home and for days to follow, Mal kept asking if we were going to go to Gommy's house. Gommy and Grandpa sure spoiled these kids with love and attention and scrambled eggs (Grandpa's specialty) and sewing projects (Grandma's area of expertise) and walks to the chicken pen to get fresh eggs and cookie decorating and play time on the pickle ball court. I am grateful for all of the memories these kids will have of their amazing grandparents.
These kids got some serious booty from Christmas. I like taking pictures, although it may seem like a materialistic tradition, because it will be really fun to look back on in ten or twenty years. And I would know: I like looking at the pictures of my gifts from my childhood Christmases.
There's this little white church just off the freeway near John's parents' house. They frequently change the saying posted on the marquee, and I always love to see what it is going to say. They are often humorous or thought-provoking. They get kudos for creativity!
This December the marquee read, "God gave Him. Mary wrapped Him. Will you receive Him?"
These are some of my favorite pictures from our trip.
After all of the new things Mars unwrapped, she decided to play with Grandmommy's pretend fruit (definitely not a new toy). The babies were so stoked about each gift that we didn't even end up opening all of the their presents on Christmas.
I love this! I think this captures the essence of Maya.
Mal was all about his bouncy dragon toy. What joy!