Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Christmas Memories

So this is Christmas.
A whirlwind of family and friends and cards and pressies. We went to mass on Christmas Eve with my Aunt and Uncle and their family at St. Joseph Church where I grew up and Mick and I were married. Although we were e-a-r-l-y, there were about 100+ church-goers who were there Earlier and we got seats... but they were literally Front and Center. We were sitting adjacent to the alter scary close to the rather enormous baptismal font. Lucky for us, it was not filled with water. It was however a fun place to throw cheerios if you're a one-year-old.
When you are a boy and revel in the lore of Santa... Christmas morning can never come soon enough. Footballs and legos and a model-car-set-to-do-by-yourself, a new farm for Ty, a Fish! and a last minute request for a remote-control car.
And did I say football??
We enjoyed the traditional Christmas Eve morning scones at Grandpa Rich and Grandma Laurie's with the cousins.
So much fun. This snowman was about the most snow that we had this year, however. It was obviously a hot item.
And then after Christmas Eve Mass, we headed up to my Aunt Sue and Uncle John's for an awesome Prime Rib dinner and fun carols and the One Present Christmas Jammies.
The kids snuck in extras from the Miller clan! Loved the crazy glasses and Chinese yoyo's.
And then after all our Santa gifts and family gifts Grammy and Granpy came over for their Christmas fun!
And we finished with another tradition- dinner at Nana and Papa's and the Christmas Play presented by the grandkids.This year's involved a camel on a mission and a lesson about the spirit of Christmas. Which we truly truly felt this year.
We have blessings beyond measure.
This... is what the spirit of Christmas is all about. God bless us, Every one.

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Did you ever come to a place and instantly recognize it as your ‘Ultima Thule,’ the one spot in all God’s world where you belonged- where your roots could go deep into the soil which would forever nourish you, where inspiration and spiritual blessing welled up from the earth to the top of the tallest Tamarack, spread to the encasing bowl of sky, return on every waterway to feed you everlastingly? Such a spot, so it seemed to me, was Priest Lake. ~ Nell Shipman, 1924