This was the first year since we've been married that we spent Christmas alone...just us and the kids. But a few days before Christmas, we decided to head up to my parent's house in Twain Harte. They had gotten all kinds of snow and we even bought chains just in case we had to use them (which we didn't).
We spent Christmas Eve reading from Luke 2 and Colin acting out the reading with his Little People manger set. Then the kids got to open two special traditional gifts: new pajamas and an ornament. Mike got to open a new ornament, too. Katie was the first to wake up on Christmas Day wanting her morning bottle and I sat with her in the living room admiring the twinkling lights on the Christmas tree. About an hour later, Mike came out with Colin and it was so neat to hear Colin scream with delight that Santa had come. This is the first year that Colin understood about Santa and that made me so happy!
We couldn't sit around too long on Christmas morning because we had to leave to head up to my parent's house for the rest of Christmas Day. So with kids and dog in tow, we made the trip up. It was beautiful weather all the way up until we got a small snow flurry just east of Sonora. We drove ahead of the storm and arrived safely in Twain Harte. Grandma and Grandpa had more presents for the kids, and Colin loves the Nerf Gun! It was great to just relax and enjoy the snow.
We are so glad we made the trip to Twain Harte. The snow was beautiful and Colin had so much fun playing in the snow and sledding down my parent's driveway (it makes a good sled run when it is icy) and their street. Colin had never been sledding before and it only took one time with his Uncle Jason for him to see how fun it was. He must have been out in the snow for a good 3 hours...thanks to the great snow clothes my parent's keep on hand for all the grandkids. He kept as dry as a bone...no wonder he didn't want to come in. It was so fun to hang out with my parent's and help my mom cook for our side of the family's Christmas that was held at my aunt's house in Brentwood (Bay Area).
Saturday morning we packed up and drove out to Brentwood for the festivities. We were going to leave that night to drive back home, but the time to leave came...and we didn't want to go. So we camped out at my aunt's house and left the next morning. We had decided that since we were so close, we would go and see Mike's brother, Tim, who lives in Oakland. As we were driving to Oakland, we made a sidetrip to Pleasant Hill where Mike's dad is buried. I was so grateful for the promptings to head up there and got some great pictures of Mike and the kids next to his dad's grave. We had a great time visiting Uncle Tim, but I can't say the same for Lola (our dog) who did not get along too well with Tim's dog, Devin. She had to stay out of the house for the visit because they just kept baring their teeth at each other. I think she was just protecting her family from the "mean" dog inside.
We left Uncle Tim's and was on the 580 when we saw the Oakland Temple to the left of us up on the hill. You know we couldn't head all the way home and NOT go visit the grounds! We were married in the Oakland Temple, afterall. So Mike took us through his old neighborhood (just down the street from the temple) and passed the house he grew up in and headed up to the temple. We walked around the top of the temple terrace and got some great photos of the kids. Luckily, there was another family taking pictures in front of the temple gates and they kindly agreed to take some pictures of us. I think we got a great family photo (Katie' fat lip and all...that's another story). In all, we had a great Christmas this year.
As I look back, I am glad that we did have our own little Christmas at our house, and that we got to enjoy the snow and our family, too!
Colin and Katie in their new jammies on Christmas Eve
Visiting Grandpa McCarthy's grave in Pleasant HillThe view from the cemetary at the top of the hill
The view from the Oakland Temple...you can almost see San Francisco
Colin and Katie looking at the beautiful flowers up on the terrace







