My mom and I travelled to Oahu for the 3rd time in my short life-thus-far. Dad is going to be joining us in a few days (he had to swing by Washington D.C. to do some work). Hawaii is like my second home. As proof, I finally found some slippers that fit.
Grandma Jan came to our new house for the holiday. Her plane was delayed because of all of the snow we've been getting in the Northwest. I'm glad that she made it. White Christmas is the best.
My dad had to work lots during Christmas this year, and wasn't at home. So we waited until Dec. 26th to open our presents. I think that waiting made it extra fun. Bart likes to help me with the paper, as you can see here.