I thought the DPP ended on Christmas Eve. Silly me. So here’s one more, along with Jason’s description (I also like his pic better).
And just like that another December Photo Project is in the books. I enjoyed my return to posting after such a long, long hiatus. Over the next few weeks, I’ll post some of the shots I loved that just didn’t make the cut for photo of the day. For now, here’s my DPP 2016 all in one place. *ETA a pic from December 25 too.
Sweet little buddy watching his older brother and cousins play football on this unseasonably warm Christmas Eve. Maybe next year, Dane.
We did our family Christmas Eve traditions on Christmas Eve Eve this year. Tempura (and to make it all the more special, Auntie Brook joined us this year), new jammies for all, and sleeping under the Christmas tree.
This one missed the holiday singalong at school to get two cavities filled. Double whammy! But he did get to watch ESPN, so I think he was okay with it.
Taking in the sunset with my favorites on the shortest day of the year.
The boys are working on a gift for their cousin Colton (an outline of a truck that he can make string art on). It’s
not totally perfect but because it is made with love.
I was thinking this morning as I snapped this photo that it would be very similar to another DPP pic from a past year. Indeed it is. Although our time together was too short (it always is), I was fully aware of what a privilege it is to sit across a beautiful sunlit table from this gentle, creative soul for any bunch of minutes we can string together.
Since the Redeemer Christmas program got frozen out last night, the preschoolers* sang their songs (along with the most darling actions) during the service and the older kids gave their performance right after the service. My favorite line from a Christmas carol (“God and sinners reconciled” from “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing”) was also the line with my favorite action. You’ll have to ask Clara about it when you see her.
* Sadly, I didn’t have a wide angle lens, and two of the cuties got cropped out of this photo.
I love my book club so much that I would have braved roads much worse than this morning’s to attend. But even so, defying Lincoln’s little icy blast to hang out with friends was a satisfying way to start the weekend. We read Little Women this month (my first time), and we were charmed by the beautiful editions of the book.