A plethora of family on Christmas day

My husband’s parents and siblings made the trip to celebrate Christmas with us this year. We were grateful not to have to pack Christmas into the trunk of our car as we have done so many times in the past... I loved being able to enjoy our tree on Christmas morning, the comforts of my kitchen and home in which to cook, wrap presents and enjoy the festivities.

 

We took a family portrait which (surprisingly) everyone mostly cooperated for. We ate meals together, as a family, squeezed in around our tiny table. We opened presents, ate copious amounts of piparkūkas, sang Christmas carols and played football in the backyard. The grandparents took long walks, enjoying Greenville and our neighborhood. The cousins took Lauris and Mikus into their fold and spent hours around the train table, playing in the boys’ room and sharing new toys. There was plenty of time sans kids to spend creating in the kitchen, and even a few minutes of rest for me. It has been a jam-packed, food-filled, loud and boisterous three days, and there is more to come…