December and the old year are quickly coming to a close.
2013 has taken these two down very different paths than the ones they anticipated.
Travis, too, has had a significant let-down, but my kids are OK and generally happy and I couldn't be more proud of who they are and who they are striving to become.
Travis built a roaring fire on Christmas Eve.
Evidently he is the master pyrotechnician at all scout campouts.
The kids insisted on roasting marshmallows. They had a tough time keeping a comfortable distance from the white-hot flames.
Christmas morning we woke the kids up around 8:00 am, texted Grandma S. to come on over, ate homemade popovers, and opened presents. In the afternoon we ventured to Grandma W's and visited with lots of aunts, uncles, and cousins.
(Mark and Susan)
(Heather and Kellie)
Smiles for 2013 and smiles for the new year to come!