WHAT IS THE BEST PART ABOUT CHRISTMAS? I thought to myself on Christmas Eve. Awaiting me at my parents house was a pork chop dinner, with mashed potatoes and a tall one – of milk that is. We had a night of viewing The Grinch (which is so much better on that night than any other time of the year) while the snow is gently twirling down on us outside.

So what is the most important part of it all? Is it the magical feeling that you get? The fact that everyone gets along for one night in the year? Waiting to see what Santa threw down your chimney this year? Or the feeling of timelessness as the powder drifts lazily from the sky? Maybe it’s time off work so you can spend quality time with family? Can it be the look on their face when you give the perfect gift?

I think it’s a combination of everything. Nothing is more important than family. So from my family to yours, here is a photo journal of our little Christmas.

Christmas Eve:

My parents tree. Forgive the blurriness. I don’t have a good excuse for it.

Some gifties for the good girls (no boys in this family other than Dad).

Probably my favorite decoration of my moms is this light up deer.

And. . . a closeup of the best foil wrapping paper ever.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a great night!