I've spent a few years trying to establish traditions with our California family, especially at Christmas. We had certain things that we did on Christmas Eve, like acting out the nativity, and certain things we did on Christmas Day, like a big brunch and a talent night. It was such fun! But since we have moved to Idaho that has, of course, changed. Layne and I spent our Christmas Eve with friends and Christmas morning alone with just the two of us. So this Christmas had a couple of firsts: a solo Christmas and a white one. We drove through a beautiful snow fall on Christmas Eve on our way to our friends Roger and Marianne Wilcox. Our Christmas offered us a beautiful view of white.
Our White Christmas morning.
Our Christmas morning selfie.
Me, modeling Audrey and Cliff's Christmas gift to me, a cosy shawl. Love it.
I guess I didn't mind having such a quiet holiday; it was nice in its way. Well, OK, I miss the crazy, wonderful Christmas season surrounded by family. The good news is that Chris, Jes and family arrived Christmas night! Then Audrey, Cliff and family came two days later! So now our house and our holiday is full of...family! I love it.
Grandson Miles brought his favorite Christmas gift, a motorized helicopter. He and his dad, Chris, spent lots of time flying it outside. It had a camera inside that could take pictures. We were amazed when we put its chip into my computer to see the pictures it came up with. Wow. Then he lost it somewhere in the back field. They looked for it into the night yesterday. Cliff offered a family prayer that we could find it. So, after Church today, we all lined up in the field and marched forward, thinking that if we covered enough ground someone would spot it. We offered prayers once again. We searched for quite awhile but no luck. Prayers unanswered. I thought it was the perfect opportunity for Miles to experience the Lord's help and perhaps increase his faith. But no dice. I'm kinda mad at the Lord at the moment. It seemed like such a good opportunity for this little non-member grandson. It goes to one of my ponderings. I know the Lord CAN answer prayers and CAN work miracles, but I don't know if He actually WILL. So that compromises my faith in Him to some extent. This is a prime example. I knew He could inspire us to look in the right spot for the helicopter. But He didn't.
Our whole gang, out in the back field, looking for the lost helicopter.
We are having fun together though. Our tramp in the snow in search of the missing toy was fun. And we did it together. Both son-in-law Chris and brother-in-law Bob had birthdays yesterday. We celebrated with Chris with a special request dinner and other favors. He is such a fine man; I hope he knows how much we love having him in our family. My greatest wish is to do right by this sweet family that God has given to us. Chris and Jes leave tomorrow but Audrey and Cliff will be here, on and off, for almost another week. I'm looking forward to each sweet moment.
The birthday boy, son-in-law Chris, with son Miles and daughter, Peyton.
Layne with daughter Jessica. Do they look alike?
Three generations: me, granddaughter Gemma and daughter Jessica.
Grandson Isaiah gave me these led lighted earrings. Have you ever seen anything like it?
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