Scenes From a Not So White Christmas

We’re back from Wilmington, NC and getting ready to travel again to my parents in northern Georgia. We had a great Christmas with family and enjoyed seeing everyone Clay he leaves. We frosted sugar cookies. There were a couple of cookies where my niece Madison decided she wanted to start over. She did so by licking off the frosting and then re-frosting. We made sure not to eat those cookies. : )

My nephew Alexander (baby Alex as Madison would say) was quite enthralled with Weston (baby Weston) and loved to smile at him. Weston would often respond by falling asleep.

We have always enjoyed attending Clay’s parents church in Southport, NC. The pastor is a very warm and smart man with ties to Philadelphia. He is more than okay in my book. During the candlelight service at their church on Christmas Eve, the pastor made mention of Clay’s very soon departure to Afghanistan. He also stated that Clay just had a baby boy. It was then I raised my hand and stated that I was actually the one to ‘have’ Weston. Much to my surprise (and delight), the church erupted in laughter. It was a lovely service and Weston was all smiles in his Santa hat.

Christmas morning arrived and many presents were opened. Clay and I have a lot of precious memories of Weston’s first Christmas. Clay even had Lucy, Desi, and Weston give me a card (addressed to Mom) with a sweet inscription. I think he is a keeper. It was a lot of fun watching our niece and nephews open their presents. Luke was especially a delight.

I gave Clay and Harry wolf shirts (sweet!). They wore them playing my new favorite game, Bananagrams (thank you Meredith and Harry).

Clay snapped a picture of Weston and me napping on the couch. I just eat up little moments like this.

We were even able to get a picture of everyone one in the immediate family. I suppose it is a good sign the camera didn’t break.

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