On Christmas morning a year ago we were heading to the airport to see family and friends in BC. This year we were home and that meant going to church on Christmas morning (Derwyn had to work) – much to the kids dismay! I grew up going to church on Christmas morning and my parents enjoying the fellowship for FAR TOO LONG (in my humble opinion). I promised the kids we wouldn’t take all morning and would be back to open gifts as soon as humanly possible. They survived and we had a wonderfully relaxing day!
The best part of the day was watching the kids open up the gift they never dreamed they would get… Enjoy the blessing and joy of Christmas!