For the very first year, I did not have Christmas. David, our eldest, offered to have us all, and gratefully I accepted. My knee surgery was not quite a week old, and I was glad to be able to sit for the most part.
Amy made Swedish meatballs with help from Tommy and John, and Erin made the beautiful tea rings from my last post. Tom made his fabulous corn casserole that we all missed on Thanksgiving.
David regaled us with rib roasts, spinach and cheese, and baked potatoes stuffed with cheese and wrapped in bacon (oh boy......that put me right over the top). Sarah made us dips and plenty of Chex Mix (my personal fav!).
The day before my surgery, Cousin Greg came and we made kruppkakor together - we've talked about doing it for years, and finally did - and I also made pickled pears and sylta, so we ended up with a Swedish Christmas after all.
There was WAY TOO MUCH food altogether, and by dinner time, Jay and I passed, going instead for a little nosh.
Everyone was pleased with presents. You can see our happy faces in this picture taken by Nate's girlfriend Samantha.
I hope your Christmas was as happy as ours was.....the only comment Jay and I made to each other was that we couldn't believe how fast the grands had become adults!
On the left: David, Sarah, Sam, and Nate in front.
Center: Jay and me (with one steristrip on my knee)
Right: Amy and Tom, Erin, John, and Tommy in front.