Another Christmas is in the books. All that remains is scattered remnants of wrapping paper, some tencil, a Christmas tree waiting to come down, and warm memories to comfort us in the many years to come.
As we plunge to the future, this will be our final Christmas with just 1 child. We look forward to Christmas mornings to come. Where sister and (brother/sister?) wake up to a Christmas morning, much like the Christmas we had just yesterday, full of love and cheer.
Here was our Christmas morning: