Merry Christmas

We made and decorated the gingerbread men. It gave C-man something to do and think about other than the fact that it was Christmas Eve and all those presents were going to be there in the morning.

As is the tradition, Beerman and C-man searched for the pickle. C-man, once again, won. Beerman is 0-7 now. One year he just might get that thing.

After some Christmas music and Christmas movies, we went to bed. And woke up this morning to stockings and presents and happiness galore.

And in a flash, after weeks of buying and wrapping and making sure everything was just right... there was paper galore. And stuff everywhere.

I'm exhausted from not sleeping the last few nights. Arthritis doesn't care about the holidays apparently. I was all excited for a family shot after church, and now realize, I really need some sleep tonight. But we have friends coming over, and slowing down is really no fun.

So from ours to yours... Merry Christmas!