christmas eve




We have a family tradition with Shawn’s folks. We get together every year on Christmas Eve and have a great time! We eat waffles and ham, read a Christmas story, take family pics, eat, eat, eat, and open presents for hours. Then we play with all the presents we bought each other. It takes about 6 hours.

We’ve had variations of this tradition because sometimes we have church to go to, so we have to start early. That wasn’t the case this year. We arrived our usual 45 minutes late, ate our waffles, opened our presents, then spent the rest of the night playing karaoke on ps2 and making smoothies and mochas with my new Magic Bullet.

It’s great crazy family fun!

Comments

sRa said…
wow who is that demon lady with the red eyes and lips! scary man!
Tuesday, December 27, 2005 9:28:00 AM
Tina said…
yeah, it's a good pic though!

You have all the really good ones on your camera though.. can you send those to me?
Tuesday, December 27, 2005 5:00:00 PM
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