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Tersinar Christmas 2015

After graduation, we raced down to Hepler to spend Christmas with my family and mom and dad's.

We ordered chicken for dinner (of course - yum yum!) and we had some of the traditional Christmas goodies too, like pie and Grandma Sonja's cinnamon apples, French cookies and cheese ball. 

Hudson made the rounds with everyone :)

Uncle Dustin is the best to play with

After dinner and some visiting, it was time to open presents!

The loot!

Kids first of course.

The anarchy!

Hudson among the shreds of wrapping paper

Big kids' turn! Opening my Royals blanket <3

I LOVE IT! Thanks Jen :)

I got Grandma's name again :)

Hudson helped play Santa

Mom loved her gift from Heather - a frame with all our family's pictures in it.

Jason's gift from Raymond.

The kiddos watched a movie or two after we were finished opening gifts. 

Later after everyone left, mom, dad and us siblings (minus josh) played Cards Against Humanity... HILARIOUS. Haven't laughed that hard in a very long time! And my parents are sick ;p Haha!

The kids stayed up way too late (Beckett was putting this gift bag on his head like a hat - silly kid).

The next morning we were off and made a pit stop by my dads house in Chanute to have breakfast with him and Melissa. 
It was all over way too fast but I'm glad my family could get together while we were there and we could spend Christmas with everyone and not miss out. Love my family so much <3


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