As usual we went to Columbiana on Christmas to see some of daddy’s family.
Daddy was in the Christmas spirit.
“Where is the food? I heard there’d be food”
Gwynn doesn’t know what to make of our tradition of opening poppers and putting on paper crowns.
It appears Luke ate his crown.
The dinner table.
Ready to get up and run around.
Here we are outside looking at Aunt Sherry’s pond.
Daddy poking around looking for turtles.
Uncle Jeremy looking dapper. Aunt Julie has really upped his swag.
Running around for no reason in particular.
Luke saw the doggy door and thought it was just his size.
“Oh my gosh, there are dogs coming through here!”
Gwynn being attacked by a tiny, tiny dog.
Luke and Grammy.
Gwynn trying to get up into a chair like daddy.
Looks like it might be time to head back.
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