We had an amazing Christmas season. Having a brand new baby boy just helped remind us of why we celebrate and made it that much more special. Garrett took this picture of the kids at my parents' house. He's pretty talented, huh? When you have a girl, a boy, and a baby boy at Christmas, what choice do you have but to get a picture like this?
Making a gingerbread house every Christmas has become a family tradition. I didn't say it was a good tradition, but it's a tradition none the less, and it looks like it's here to stay. But this year Ted made the house with the kids. Now that's a tradition I can get behind. What a great guy! (Don't worry, we don't always make Dylan hold up the counter with his head.) 
Dylan: "Santa, can you bring me a poorly made baking soda rocket car that will take my parents hours to assemble with instructions that are so badly written they will chase away all Christmas spirit, and then when it is put together it won't work that great and I will only play with it once or twice?"
Kara: "Are you the same Santa that was at the YMCA last week, because his beard was different."
Another Christmas tradition: Acting out the nativity story.
We had a great time spending three weeks over Christmas with both of our families and seeing so many wonderful friends as well. Thanks for the memories.
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