Christmas without little kids in the house is kind of boring. No bright little faces at the bedside asking if it's time to open presents yet, none of the excitement of Santa Clause, the frenzy of ripping and playing with the paper and boxes instead of the toys is absent, and the joyful squeals of delight are silent. It is just different.
Mikie and Lars were the only ones around on Christmas morning. We slept in, opened the few presents under the tree, and had the "traditional Bramwell Christmas breakfast."
Mikie
Lars
You can see how excitement overflowed as we opened presents. It was nice--I think we enjoyed the gifts both given and received and the time spent together. It is just "different."
Christmas evening we went to Heidi's in-laws (Jim and Julie) for dinner. They are so sweet and make it a point to include us in their family gatherings. I think Jim and Julie feel sorry for us being way out here away from our families. We are beginning to feel like the adopted family, and couldn't ask for a better one to take us in.
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