For the past 3 months, we looked forward to going to Idaho for Christmas. It's the off-year, meaning the year when the married kids visit the in-laws. So it was going to be just Kevin, me, and the girls here for Christmas. And they don't think that we're too much fun.
Then, with Kevin's father passing away, we were worried about his mom being alone for the holidays, and there were a number of little projects he could do. (And he just loves to get projects done!)
Combine that with being able to be with our extended family, and suddenly, driving west for the 5th time this year didn't seem so bad.
There was not a lot of snow until the day before we left--unlike two years ago when battling the snow in the lane was such a challenge. Still, the winter dawn was beautiful.We didn't have a huge pile of gifts either. We decided to take everything with us since the girls' major presents were quite small (an ipod doesn't take much room!).
Grandma Beth's real tree smelled so good. One sniff brought such a rush of memories--childhood Christmases, favorite toys, magical anticipations--all rolled up into the best thoughts about Christmas. We enjoyed putting together a puzzle and watching a movie, after one of Grandma Beth's famous egg-fried potatoes-bacon-and-hot cocoa brunches.
Grandma Beth's real tree smelled so good. One sniff brought such a rush of memories--childhood Christmases, favorite toys, magical anticipations--all rolled up into the best thoughts about Christmas. We enjoyed putting together a puzzle and watching a movie, after one of Grandma Beth's famous egg-fried potatoes-bacon-and-hot cocoa brunches.
But first, on Christmas morning, Grandma Bailey had hot rolls and egg nog for some nourishment before we opened presents. I think that one of the pictures of her that will always be etched in my mind is with her at her kitchen stove, producing some new goodness to tempt anyone staying with her. (We enjoyed apple turnovers, banana shakes, lots of rolls, as well as regular meals).
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