Childhood

What is more fun then watching your own children relive your childhood traditions?

Sunday, as we left Grandma's house I felt just like a kid again.

It was so much fun doing what I did as a small child with my own kids.

Every year at this time, it is a tradition to meet at Grandma's house to decorate the tree and Christmas cookies (and of course, try to get a picture of all the little people in front of the tree).

Here are only some of the GREAT grandkids.

Some were missing, some were eating, and some just cared not to praticipate.

Each member of the family gets a cookie with their name on it, to be eaten on Christmas Eve.

36 cookies+36 names = confusion

Before the tree and cookie choas began, GG (my mom) and the girls went through old Christmas pictures.

It was rather comical to say the least.

Kohyn enjoyed listening to Great Grandma Chuck read a Christmas book.

I felt overwhelmed with Thanfulness as we left Sunday night.

As I have said before, my spirit is OVER FOLLOWING with Christmas.