A Christmas Story

Twas the week before Christmas when what to our wondering eyes should appear.....

SNOW!

Our dreams of a white Christmas came true.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care--in hopes that Santa would come early this year.

 School was canceled so we decided we would celebrate by opening our presents and pretending it was December 25.

 Richard received a lovely handmade scene from Will.

 Will was happy with his Steelers paraphernalia and his claw machine.

 Jacob liked his ukelele.

And Buttons got a new sweater.

 The next day it was time to hit the road for the LONG trip to Oklahoma.

 One of the first things we did was go to a Fiesta Bowl pep rally for the OU Sooners at the cancer clinic where Anna was treated.  This mariachi band is actually part of the OU starting lineup.

 Will scored big with autographs from all the players and from our favorite coach, Bob Stoops.

 We knew who Landry Jones was even though there was one woman there who asked him what position he played.  THEN she followed that up with, "And what does a quarterback do?"

 Sittie treated Audra and I to lunch at our favorite tea room.

We enjoyed eating and visiting with friends and family. 

All of the excitement was too much for Will. Here he is during our Christmas Eve dinner.  He had to settle for leftovers later.

 He woke up in time to leave cookies and carrots for Santa and his reindeer.

 Audra and I treated ourselves to Christmas pedicures.

This box scared me all week.  I knew we didn't have room in our car for something that big, but SURPRISE!  It was just a baseball bat.

 

After opening presents, we headed to Wichita, but first a trip to the cemetery.  

 Will and Audra both got cameras from Grammy and Papa.  They wore out the batteries the first day.

 After a few more days it was back in the car for 20 more hours.  We enjoyed the drive through Kentucky and W. Virginia.  BEAUTIFUL!

Three tired kids.  (Jacob's knee is in the background.)

Home again.  Home again.  Jiggedy Jig.