There is a certain element of joy when I know we’re going to be at mom and dad’s on Christmas Eve.
It’s the annual tradition of family, food and visiting that joined together makes for the perfect way to spend the holiday.
But before we could get to my parents house, we had to get on a plane and fly from St Louis *Shiver* – down to Sunny South Florida *Ahhh*
It was and early flight, but worth it! As we arrived at the parents house at around 3pm. YAY! My little brother and his family were right behind us.
We all arrived two hours before mom expected us, which was good all the way around. It took some of the work off of her and we all pitched in to help.
And let me tell you, the food that comes out of her kitchen is amazing!
My nephew jumping to give a helping hand.
My little brother was on duty texting his baby girl (out doing her calling) who is out of the country. We missed her so much.
The hubs and nephew on stand-by waiting on their next assignment.
My pop starting a fire. My wish was to roast a marshmallow that evening, but my tummy was too full by the end of the night. P.S. My family does not burn/catch our marshmallows on fire. No, we slowly turn it until its reached golden brown status and soft on the inside. Mmmm…I could go for one now!
My sis-in-law preparing the annual goodie table.
My niece cooking up some sausage for our homemade egg rolls.
Her brother, my nephew – supervising…
And that’s when I went off camera duty and on over to my post aka the kitchen sink. I was trying to keep up with all the dirty dishes flying into my sink…And things had started to pile up.
Then we all enjoyed the fruits of our labor by dining outdoors and visiting into the evening hours by candle light and the nice little fire…Did I mention how yummy everything was? And how good it was to spend time around the table once again with family? It was such a joyous occasion and once again, my mother outdid herself.
Blessings – Debbie
