Christmas Eve
is a special time for my family.
We spend it together, no grandparents, no cousins, just our little zoo.
After dinner and opening the PJ’s we all sit around the Christmas tree
and read the Christmas story out of the Bible.
(oh wow, that man needs a haircut…asap)
We then discuss the importance of the birth of Christ.
Why it is so special, and why it is so important to us.
I really think the kids are getting it.
After 9 years of doing this,
I think it is setting in.
Look how intent they are, listening
to their Father read from the Bible.
(notice punk #4 decided that she needed a little post feast snack, and that punk #1 and punk #3 can’t hold still!)
So intent, so serious.
(so excited, they are giggling durring the part where the shepards are watching their flocks…I don’t get it either)
Doesn’t Dad look like he is enjoying this so much!
(now he told me that if I posted this particular picture he would kill me, so I would like to take a moment and thank you all for reading my sort lived blog. Thank you all for being my friends, for all the kindness you have show me. I hope you all know that I love you all so much. I hope you will have fond memeories of me in the years to come.)
Oh great… Tell the whole world I am going to kill you…
Hey, at least I don’t put the pictures on my blog you say I will die if I show anyone.
Hey, does anyone want me to post those pictures?????
Haha, they don’t exisit, I don’t allow you to take my picture!!!!