The Goodrich party went down in style again this year.
We fished for candy canes,
played the chimes,
sung some Mad Libs Christmas carols,
acted out the Nativity and
ate and ate and ate some more.
This was Tyson's contribution to the party. Cups.
Aren't they clever?!
I made Grandma's famous popcorn recipe, her fudge recipe and funeral potatoes. We missed her and Grandpa so much. The party felt incomplete without them.
There is this nice old man at church who is sort of losing his mind and the last time I passed him in the hallway he told me congratulations on my new marriage, that I looked too young to be married and that I married into the best family in the world. I smiled politely and agreed with him.
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