Merry Christmas!

To start out here are a few fun Abby-isms:

During breakfast Christmas morning, Abby commented that she didn't think that Santa had come yet. Mike asked her, "How are we going to find out? Should we check the internet or should we just go into the piano room?" (Last night we watched the NORAD Santa tracker for a few minutes and the piano room is Santa's designated destination.) She looked a bit perplexed so I repeated, "Do you think we should look in the piano room or should we look on the computer?" When I said computer, she lit up! Apparently, she is still learning about Christmas protocol, but at least the internet can answer any question. (By the way, after we checked NORAD and assured her that Santa had, in fact, made it to Michigan, she decided that checking the piano room would be appropriate. That is when the magic began!)

I saw Abby sitting on the couch with her Book of Mormon. I asked her what she was reading about and she said, "Um, Keni Ramohi" (pronounced kee-nye ra-moe-hye). I am not familiar with this individual. Maybe he is from the sealed portion. His name fits in well. Later she was reading her scriptures and she read that "Mary was Jesus' mommy and every night they sang lullabies."

Our friends gave us from zucchini bread for Christmas. Abby really liked it. She later asked me if she could have some more "bikini bread". Very cute.

And for our Christmas day:

We had a great Christmas day. After breakfast (and convincing Abby to check the piano room) we opened gifts. Santa brought Abby a princess suitcase and backpack. He brought Briton a xylophone. Mom and dad, grandparents, and extended family et.al. sufficiently spoiled the kids with much appreciated gifts.

Later in the afternoon, the missionaries joined us for a very yummy steak dinner (finished off by our own local and impressively award winning Sweetie-pie). After dinner we watched a lovely new movie that teaches about Christ's visit to America. It was touching. We had a very nice afternoon.

Christmas is wonderful! We have a Savior who was born, who died and who now lives! Because of Him, there can be no doubt that we, too, will live forever. That is the Spirit of Christmas!