In an effort to avoid tearful memories of past Christmases with Dad, Mom's decor has become decidedly more high fashion. I personally think Christmas is all about memories (good & bad) and traditions.
Despite all the new, Mom put together a beautiful Christmas. And decorations aside, its the spirit of the season that really matters. Celebrating the birth of our Savior. The painting above the mantle hangs year-round in my Mom's house, but is especially prominent for Christmas.
I have been trying to capture more candid moments. This pic makes me laugh. It looks like my sister and her dog are at the start line for a Christmas breakfast race.
Speaking of breakfast . . . Grandma's fresh from the oven cinnamon rolls.
Grandma's tree is always fantastically beautiful. She changes it up every few years, but her crystal icicle ornaments have been on every single tree I can ever remember.
Our traditional Christmas night dinner on Mom's china was delicious.
We've always been a game playing family. The one game we were never allowed to play as children was Backgammon. Maybe it was a choking hazard? More than likely it was that Mom and Dad didn't want us to lose any of the pieces. Anyway, Mom bought the family a new Backgammon set and we finally learned to play!
All in all, it was a wonderful Christmas. My time off was short, but it was a great few days with the people who are most important to me.