Happy Birthday to Jesus!

Dare I say that, at least before the actual present insanity hit, my darling daughter understood the reason for the season better than most adults.  Santa was coming on Jesus' birthday and when asked what she wanted, she answered "presents."

Christmas Eve was at the Thompson's, complete with our Hewitt family, Christmas potatoes, and Mass at Resurrection with the handbell choir.

The children were amazing during mass. William slept in Aunt Becca's arms and Katie was somewhere between attentive and an awake zombie since it was 8pm Mass.