We had a full table of my grandmother's china for Christmas Eve dinner. It was a pleasure to set each setting and clean each plate and bowl at the end.
Matt's dad and brother contributed homemade sushi for the feast.
It was "Texas-style" apparently.
We made crying tiger beef, pork potstickers, coconut shrimp, snow peas, edamame, and various sauces and fixings. Every bite of every dish was fantastic. What a delightful Christmas Eve dinner with family and friends. (The kids got pizza.)
Christmas morning Santa Claus came to Grandma's house and filled our stockings.
Despite V being sick, it was a lovely slow morning.
We got to facetime with the current family missionary in Philadelphia as well.
Our stocking spoils. I guess the word got out that we like bath bombs or something.
A quick hot chocolate date with this little bug.
Quotes:
Veronica- "This was just a no good terrible Christmas because I threw up. But anyway there were presents."
Veronica- "Will there be days and time and Wednesdays when the earth is dead?" I did not know how to answer this one.
Theodore- "Papa raisin. Ow. Ow. Cut me. No touch Papa's raisin." razor. Haha.
Theodore- "I ask Papa. Papa get my balloon." We had a tragedy moment when Theo's balloon flew out of the car and away. Several onlookers passed us their condolences behind thinly-veiled smiles. Theodore's faith in his Papa's ability to get it back just crushed my heart.
Me- "Theodore you need to calm down."
Theo- "MANAMANA!"
Matt- *laughing*
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