Keith, who really, really enjoys gingerbread.
And is very helpful putting up lights.
Us, at his Mom's house on Christmas eve.
Keith holding our newest niece. Doesn't he look so natural like that?
I, on the other hand, look like I'm going to sneeze. But I loved holding her. She fell asleep and lay like that for an hour or so. Every once in a while she would wake up and give me a milky, toothless smile. Three more months, and we can start the adoption process for one of our own.
In the morning, we woke up to a white blanket of snow and blueberry pancakes. We took the girls out to the deserted dog park and let them frolic in the snow. Then we made what is beginning to be our tradition: the homemade Christmas day pizza with pepperoni and pineapple. It was a very good day.
Hope everyone had a Christmas full of peace and joy.
