We spent Christmas in Colorado this year. The Whiting family has always had the tradition of getting together on Christmas Eve for dinner and to read about Christ's birth. We've dressed up in the same garbs that my own mom wore when she was young (angels with tinsel for halos, bathrobes and towels for the shepherds, and fancy jewelry boxes for the wise men to carry). This year, though, my Aunt Laura told the Nativity story and the little kids each got to unwrap a piece of the Nativity set and put it on the table as the story was told.
3 comments:
Looks like you guys had fun. Great to see pics of everyone!
Looks like fun!! Happy New Year!!
What the hell? Couldn't you have perhaps looked a little more for a picture of me taken from my skinny side? At the very least tell me when you're going to take the picture so I can stick my tongue on the room of my mouth and stick out my neck a little. (both photo secrets shared among the brotherhood of fat guys)
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