On the Friday after Christmas, we gathered at my dad's to celebrate Christmas with him. We don't do this every year, mostly years that Vic and/or Eliz are in town.
Before we went to dad's, I took any takers to Dripp since it's only ten minutes from his house.
I tried the Turkish Latte…blech! It was the most horrible coffee drink EVER!
It was the first time I ever sat upstairs. Up to this time, I had never even ventured into that section.
It allowed me the opportunity to get a few shots with a different point of view.
We had a fun time at dad's. It was odd having a gaggle of little ones again.
Max was exceptionally cute. He found a little flower that he went around giving and then taking back from all grownups. First he gave it to Aunt Sharonda, then asked for it back so he could give it to his mom. At least he was polite about it, telling Aunt Sharonda, "I'm sorry". He even gave it to Uncle Greg.
After a delicious Italian meal, some time just hanging around together, there were a number of scrumptious desserts to enjoy.
Then we got down to business exchanging presents. Aurora was given the first gift to open and Max excitedly asked if there was a "big" present for him.
Somehow he lucked out and Great Grandpa pulled out a large wrapped box with Max's name on it. Max was beside himself with joy and even more so after he opened it up to find a set of five jumbo action heroes in there.
Nothing sweeter at Christmas time than the pure joy of a child.