"Pack the motor home and go to Grandma Dunyon's for Christmas Eve!"
It was like watching a Disney commercial. They all stared at the card for a minute, then you saw the lights in their eyes turn on and the screaming with delight started. I wish I had thought to video their reaction. It was priceless.
We packed, we drove, and tried to beat Santa to my mom's house. We made it in time for dinner and a short message from Grandpa, then hurried into bed and awaited the big arrival. Christmas morning came with squeals of delight, and we even managed to rouse my grandparents before 9:00 a.m.! Of course my parents were up and showered before any of us knew it was morning...they are so good at this parenting thing! Being there brought back a ton of memories from Christmases past. There is just something about being "home" for Christmas.
It was a beautiful day spent playing new games, riding outside in the beautiful sunshine, and eating. Jeff and I try to surprise the monkeys every year, I don't know how we are going to top this one though!
3 comments:
You are by far the coolest parents.
How fun!
(Your parents have a beautiful house!)
You guys'll way have the mostly ever, I'm so glad we are family:)
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