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SFC-Julie's take

Abby's post about Christmas with Dad's side of the family was really sweet.

The pictures, the sweet things she said about my children. Priceless really.

So, this should be nothing like what you've already read! HA!

On our way to Dad's we got a call that one of our sweet church ladies had just hours to live. We discussed all of us quickly turning around and coming home, Stephen leaving us at Dad's and him going home without us, or all of us staying. We decided to do the latter. It seemed sensible and we knew she was surrounded by loving children and grandchildren that all knew the Lord and would help each other through the difficult day. We kept in contact with the family and friends through out the day. She died the next morning and we came home shortly after.

That is always such a tough call. Last year Stephen missed SFC because of a death in our church. We know it comes with the calling and we don't mind. We will miss Mrs. Fish and the love she showed to so many.

So, we got to Dad's and spent time with just our little family. Well, our expanding little family. I really don't know who all was there, I just know that there were sausage balls and Henry.
He was so cute and soft and sweet and smelled so good. He almost called me Mama, but Abby grabbed him before he would say it to me. She is SOO jealous! LOL!!

I did have to share him with Ashley though. Thank heavens JP didn't want to hold him, I would have had to be rude and tell him NO! I let Ashley have him for just a bit, you know just to be nice (LOL!), and then I grabbed that sweet thing back!

We had bar-b-que from Leonards. Of course. I don't think Daddy knows that there are any other bar-b-que places in the Memphis area!

And then everyone else came! So fun! Aunt Babs(who Abby took NO pictures of), Uncle Joe, Matthew, Hollye and Claire.

I hadn't seen any of them since June and it was so good to hug their necks and see what the girls were wearing. I just love their clothes!

So does Anna. She gets Claire's hand-me-downs and we love it! Love. It.

We exchanged presents. Opening them one at a time(except Stephen who showed his rebellious streak and didn't obey Aunt Babs), and oohing and ahhing over what everyone got. I love that about Christmas.

I know families that don't exchange gifts anymore. I'm so glad we are not one of those. I love to exchange gifts. I love to shop, pick out just the right thing and I love to open a present and see what someone lovingly (or hurriedly) picked out for me.

Everyone left, sadly I couldn't hide Henry from his parents. I bet one of these days they are beating down my door trying to get me to keep him. And you can bet they will only have to beat once, and I will gladly take that sweet little thing!

We woke up the next morning and went shopping with Dad and Connie. Anna got her ears pierced, Daniel got his Converse high tops, Stephen got his dress shirts that were on sale and everyone was happy!

It was a great 2 days! I wish we did it more often!

And I wish I had pictures!!!

Comments

Kelley said…
It sounds like such a fun.
Kelley said…
It sounds like such a fun time. Can't seem to get all of my thoughts down. Ha!
Sisters said…
So, you loved my panel? You are sweet to love my panel and all my other wears that day.
AJL
Matt and Jolee said…
Thanks for the comment on my blog, Julie! I'll still be checking in on yours. Don't worry, I'll be back soon... I'm sure. I'll have nothing better to do while I'm in yet another foreign country, ha!

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