It's been a beautiful Christmas season. We enjoyed the following:
watching Clara in her Christmas dance recital,
making graham cracker houses,
listening and watching Robbie and Henry's (first!) piano recital,
visiting Philadelphia on a sweet getaway Michael planned (Longwood Gardens, the Philly temple, Reading Terminal Market, and the Franklin Fountain in the freezing cold),
traveling down to Georgia and spending time at Clay and Amie's along with Matt's family,
eating our annual Joseph and Mary dinner at the local ward building with some of the Weilers,
staying up making last-minute Christmas preparations (yes, we brought the tree with us from Virginia),
eating yummy food (Christmas breakfast!),
Do any of these things have a huge meaningful eternal impact? Some more than others. I am hopeful, though, that the efforts we put into memory-making will help our children feel that they are loved and have a desire to share that love with others, and that they will learn the true reason for the season as they get older. That's my hope anyway.



