Traditions in a family just happen. Seven years ago when I had two toddlers, a baby and a little motivated, turned into something we do every year. This year we had the blessing of having our friends join us. Thanks friends for making our tradition even sweeter.
Isaiah 40:6,8 "All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field. The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever."
Saturday, December 22, 2012
"It's tradition"
This year we've celebrated our Savior's birthday with an eye on the future. Thinking about selling our house, moving to Canada, and then to Senegal has blossomed in us a new perspective on our possessions and activities. We have stopped by Goodwill enough times to know their hours and cleaned out an entire closet of decorations. Strange to have an entire closet sitting empty. And we've chatted about what things we will go with us in our adventure. This Christmas Train recipe made the list because, "It's tradition."
Traditions in a family just happen. Seven years ago when I had two toddlers, a baby and a little motivated, turned into something we do every year. This year we had the blessing of having our friends join us. Thanks friends for making our tradition even sweeter.
Traditions in a family just happen. Seven years ago when I had two toddlers, a baby and a little motivated, turned into something we do every year. This year we had the blessing of having our friends join us. Thanks friends for making our tradition even sweeter.
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