Christmas

Christmas Day.

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“The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree:  the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other.”

~Burton Hillis

Day two of our blended family Christmas celebration.

The kids woke at our house and waited at the top of the stairs while we called the rest of the family to come over.  Once Courtney, Mac, Nana, Leslie, Bobby, Ed and Ann all got to our house, we let the kids come down and see their presents under the tree.  As much as Sam and Connor don’t believe in Santa anymore, they are happy to keep the magic alive for their little brother.  As they tore down the stairs together you could hear Christopher squealing with delight the whole way.

We had a cozy and lazy morning by the fire with brunch and good times.  Later on in the day, after I returned from urgent care to get my hand X-ray – Dan’s dad Wes and my cousins George and Wendy came over, it was a relaxing afternoon sitting by the fire while the kids played with all of their new gifts.  Eventually we made our way back over to Courtney and Mac’s house for dinner (they graciously invited us over considering my hand was in a huge bandage and I couldn’t cook).

Thank you again Courtney and Mac, we appreciate all of your hard work and wonderful hospitality! We had a great time and at the end of another wonderful night, Courtney pulled me aside and said to me “This is exactly how I imagined our holidays together” and I agreed.  For all the complications of having a blended family, we have a a great time together, filled with a lot of laughs, respect and love.
My wish is that one day, my siblings and my mom can be here with us to enjoy the holidays as well.  That would have made this year perfect.  Mom, Sandy, John, Bob and Tricia please come to New York next Christmas.  I love you and miss you.

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