December 8

Tonight we engaged in one of our annual holiday traditions, but with a twist: we drove around looking at the Christmas lights in town (the tradition) and Adam's parents joined us (the twist). Here we all are at our final stop:

Since we can't really fit seven people in either of our cars, his parents drove along behind us, and the kids rotated --one at a time-- between us and them. It was a relatively clear evening and not terribly chilly, so we had a good time checking out the displays --some of which are pretty darn spectacular-- and listening to Christmas music.

So tonight, I'm grateful for that oh-so-often overlooked blessing of togetherness. (And I'm also grateful that there was no bickering because let me tell ya... that's a small miracle.)