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Santa's pit stop


There were times these past few weeks when we weren't certain if Santa was going to make a stop at our house, but after some better behavior and some conversations with Jimmy (if you care to know who he is just ask), the kids pulled through and Santa dropped of a few things, or should I say a few hundred things.

The big Santa gift for the kids this year was bikes. They all got the exact bikes they asked Santa for and we hit the road today for the first time on them. They are all showing signs as future cyclists, though Elizabeth did look a bit like Kermit the Frog.

My Mom and Dad were here from Pennsylvania, despite some huge guilt trips from my brother. Beth's parents, sister and Memaw came over from Athens, GA and two co-workers of mine from Vietnam, Dang and Hien, were here as well. I think Dang and Hien were surprised by the amount of gifts that are given at Christmas, but I'm also happy that they got to experience an American Christmas. They will have lots of stories to share with their friends and family in Vietnam now, hopefully a few of them good.

I have posted pictures of the festivities here. I'm a bit disappointed about the quality and quantity of photos. I didn't ever get a good one of Elizabeth. Maybe Beth or Hien will pass one along to me to post. Hint, hint...

In the end a good time was had by all and we are completely worn out. Time to get some good shut eye and recover until next year.

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