For the first time ever, LBeau and I are spending Christmas by ourselves. When we were first married, we always traveled to be with family. After the kids started coming, we would sometimes have Christmas morning at home and then travel to Camden to be with my family. Later the grandparents began coming to our house for Christmas.
This year all of the kids and grands are elsewhere. Brent, Katie, Walker and Lauren are in Bainbridge Island, Washington, with Katie's family, and Ben and Claire are in Arkansas with Claire's parents and siblings. Hunter had preaching duties at his church in Denver.
So we all gathered here last weekend for our family Christmas celebration. And we did all the traditional Christmas things. First we ate our usual Christmas brunch—ham, biscuits, cheese grits, scrambled eggs and pineapple "stuff."
Then we opened packages. Baby Lucy got a good start on reading material.
Walker had a grand time with his new truck that came equipped with all kinds of musical instruments.
And we played games and worked puzzles, finishing the 1,000 piece Las Vegas puzzle before everyone left.
So while I can't say this has been the best Christmas ever, it hasn't been all bad. LBeau and I have been well taken care of by our friends. Walt and Glenda invited us for chili dinner last night before the Christmas Eve service, and this afternoon we'll hike up the hill to Wayne's and Susie's house for turkey, ham and all the trimmings.
We're having both stuffing and cornbread dressing. Susie grew up in Kentucky and Pennsylvania and always stuffs her turkey. I'm contributing Southern cornbread dressing.
And one more thing. LBeau got a brand new air rifle, which has already made a significant dent in the squirrel population around here.
Merry Christmas, Everyone!!