We drove up Christmas Eve, and came back Saturday night, just in time for a Christmas celebration with Grammy and Pop and the other side of the family on Sunday.
One fringe benefit of spending Christmas with Mumpy and Pa is that they're also Catholic, so we get to go to Mass together. What a treasure!
Two strangers in beard hats showed up. We don't know who they were, but they were awfully cute!
We had fun unwrapping presents, of course!
We often shake the gift and guess what it could be.
Pa always guesses it might be a bomb (he's been a bomb disposal guy for nearly 60 years). He also guesses it might be an angry ferret, but I don't think he's worked with them as long.