Or as we say at our house, Merry Skype Christmas.
We started our day with coffee and fresh cinnamon rolls for breakfast at Becky and Brian’s house in Colorado. (They didn’t actually eat hot cinnamon rolls, but we did. I did hear something about fresh Monkey Bread on the agenda at their house a little later.)
Then we moved on to Matt and Lindsay’s house about fifty miles south of Becky’s.
Both houses had a cold snow-on-the-ground, crunchy-ice-on-the-streets Christmas Day.
Arie colored really really close to the computer screen without actually coloring on it (we think).
And we finished up the day with dinner at Tom and Kathy’s thirty-five miles south of us here in the Valley.
Smoked ham. Yum. They got us fed and gone by five so we could make it home by dark. Judy can’t see to drive after dark, and I’m not turning my head yet.
A darn good day. (And 80 degrees too.)
Happy Holidays.
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