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A White Christmas

We just enjoyed the most delightful weekend celebrating Christmas with my family.  Mom, Dad, Clay and Mandi came into town Friday night.  Of course this was following Mom's wreck.  Well, on our way into the restaurant to eat dinner she stepped on a board with an exposed nail.  Ya'll it was so long that it went through her boot and stuck her foot.  I felt terrible but I couldn't stop laughing.  You would think the bad luck would stop there, but no!  By dad got up and went outside to smoke.  Since our table was by the window, he thought he would be cute and play peek-a-boo with Eli.  Well, he misjudged something and cracked his head open on then window.  Ha!  It actually bled for a while.  Again, uncontrollable laughter!


We decided that with all the bad luck, it would be much safer to head home for the night than venture out.  So, after a short light tour we headed back to the house.  On Saturday we got up and went car shopping for Mom and Dad.  They didn't find anything, but they were able to test drive a few.  We ate a quick lunch at Five Guys before running a few last minute Christmas errands.  Then we picked up BBQ for dinner and headed home.  


On Sunday morning we woke up and started getting ready for our Christmas lunch.  I decided it would be much easier to make lasagna than a traditional meal, so that's what we did.  Amy and Shannon got into town a little earlier than expected, so we were able to take some pictures before opening gifts.  Like this one of the girls!


Here are Clay and Mandi celebrating their first Christmas as a married couple.


Here are the newly engaged and soon to be Dunn Family!


Oh yeah, we can't forget the old married couple.  However, I would like to go on the record stating that I still feel like a newlywed myself!


Another picture of all the girls...next year Ellie will be in the mix!


We can't forget "the guys."


And thanks to my husband's incredible photography skills, we have a picture of the entire family!


After picture we opened gifts, and a certain little boy got spoiled.  Actually, come to think of it, we all did.  I loved everything, but I think the real gift was spending time together!



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