Earlier this week, Leandra and I celebrated our own Christmas. We went out to dinner at an old mansion in town, ate our pasta by the roaring fire, listened to the accordionist play “That’s Amore,” and had a wonderful chocolatey dessert. We relaxed and stayed late. We went back to our place, put on sweats, and sat in the glow of our Christmas tree and watched It’s a Wonderful Life (which was my first time seeing it!). And yes, it was wonderful.
Christmas is family and bustle and big meals and parties and ugly sweaters and blinking lights, but it’s also quiet, peaceful evenings, and to me, each is more enjoyable when you have both!
Here’s a few pictures of the tree we left behind in Grand Rapids (that hopefully hasn’t shed all it’s needles yet!) while we’re bustling around Indiana and Pennsylvania:
I think Leandra would have her coffee in a holiday cup all year long, which is why we thought it deserved to be immortalized in porcelain on our tree.
Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas!