Matt at 16...I remember having this picture in my wallet and on my bulletin board. I loved the "ice man" hair cut and his big brown eyes. I was smitten from the start.
To kick off the season, Papa Paul got us tickets to see him in a choral performance. WONDERFUL Christmas music put us right in the mood!
We rolled directly from our shopping trip to our Ward's Christmas Party. Our bishopric did a great job with the entertainment. Gotta love 'em.
Nothing says "Christmas is Coming!" like a trip to the Tea House in San Juan. Mom treated us to a wonderful lunch of curry (sans figs).
While the guys whisked themselves off to see the BYU football game in Vegas (and maybe avoid some of the Christmas crazy?) the girls got together and made orange rolls and other Christmas goodies.
How many orange rolls can four sisters and a mom (and a couple of honorary sisters) make? Apparently, 42 dozen. We also managed to whip together 4 batches of Christmas Mint Cookies, potato casserole, Christmas morning Strata...and after they left I made four batches of sugar cookies, and a double batch of pecan tarts. YUM.
While we giggled and baked, the kiddos kept busy making gingerbread houses...it was so fun to have everybody at MY house this Christmas for a baking day. We made a mess and it was total chaos, but it was a blast! I think THIS may be my new favorite tradition.
The best part of Christmas Eve is ALWAYS the nativity. Not only does it help us remember the reason for the season...but it also provides comic relief in the form of too cute grandkids.
Of course, Grandma HAS to read "Twas the Night Before Christmas" to all the grandchildren right after they open up their Christmas jammies.
Christmas Morning brought lots of fun presents (despite dire warnings...Santa DID come) and then "the other Weenigs" and Papa joined us for Christmas brunch.
Papa got to open his present for both the Weenig families, the Keslers, the Baggetts, and the McGregors.