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OUR CHRISTMAS

Merry (Belated) Christmas from the Park family to yours!



This Christmas was a little different with both of us working on Christmas Eve and with me working the day after, we didn't get to see our family until the following weekend. We didn't get to make any Christmas cookies, or have a fancy Christmas dinner and I had just finished my shopping a few days before. The house was barely simply decorated and desperately needed a good cleaning and we didn't even get to send out Christmas cards this year.  After our church service on Christmas Eve I had fallen asleep on the couch watching It's A Wonderful Life until 1am before hubby woke me up. But Christmas day was perfect. We spent the day in our pajamas watching TV, napping, and wrapping gifts (no judgment please).

Even if everything else falls apart, Jesus is still the reason for the season. We're so grateful we get to celebrate Christ's birth. Jesus is the best gift of all.

Here are a couple of photos from that following weekend.  We were able to get together with my side of the family and we had a great time catching up.  My sister and brother in law came down from Portland with their two girls and my brother and sister in law came over with their son and newborn baby girl.  We had to cut the evening a bit short because we traveled to the valley and back in the same day.



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