We did our own little family Christmas on the 21st, because we headed back to Oklahoma on Friday and stayed for a full week.
The kids were ecstatic to see that we had snow. Well, "snow" I should say, because it was just a dusting. It doesn't take much, though, when you're from the plains. Had they only known that they'd be playing in six inches of the stuff at Grandma's house on Christmas day...the smiles say it all, though.
Art always reads the Christmas story from Luke, in an effort to remind the children that it isn't all about presents. This is partially counteracted by the shear number of presents that come in the next week, but we're trying. At least Crimson appeared to listen intently.
Mim used the opportunity of the reading to do a little scenery adjustment. This required moving to the passage in Matthew so we could add the Magi to the story. She likes to be thorough.
The Elements by Theodore Gray and Mim loved her Spyology book. I was glad to see that she wanted to use it with her brother rather than on her brother. It's the little victories.
Traveling and being with family the rest of the week was wonderful as well, and if I can break the habit of years, I may remember to blog about all or parts of it in the days to come.