How good it feels to be home. After that long drive the boys have just loved being free and able to roam around the house. Rediscovering old toys, seeing friends, making and eating goodies, and just being boys.
We made gingerbread houses,
and snow globes,
and of course lots of food and sweets.
Christmas morning was wonderful. We woke up to two excited little boys who couldn't wait to see what had happened at our home since the night before.
We got our stockings and saw what Santa had left for us. Damon was ecstatic to find his 'car car water' that he had asked for, and Jonas was happy to be right at his side :) (Yes, Jonas is playing with my rice cooker.)
Jo and his submarine.
We made some yummy stuffed french toast before leaving for church at 11.
Of course having Christmas on Sunday was a wonderful thing. Being able to have a spiritual lift to start the day was perfect to set the tone for a Christ centered holiday. It was nice to be back in our ward. We came home and opened our gifts from family. We were sure spoiled. We are so thankful for wonderful family that surround us on both sides. We were able to skype with our families and it was so sweet to see them all. What a blessing skype has become as we have lived far away.
Whew. As I look back on the time we spent in D.C. it seems to have passed faster than expected. Then to think we have that much time left here makes moving and settling somewhere seem so much more immediate. Three years of living in Nebraska and going to school are drawing to an end and I find myself almost unprepared for its end. But life does that. Pushes you into what you feel you are not yet prepared for. We are grateful for the gospel and the peace it brings when life and struggles are hard to take. Truly, I feel like the times that are hardest in my life are those that I eventually look back on and am most grateful for. It changes me, gives me experience, and hopefully makes me better.
Now, my loves...