Merry Christmas in Maryland
This was our fourth Christmas in Maryland, and I think we are starting to get the hang of it. To me, Christmas is a time of family traditions, and we managed to keep most of the old ones and start a new one.
Traditions Kept
- Wake up Christmas morning in our own beds
- Brew-pub dinner on Christmas Eve
- Watching It's A Wonderful Life while assembling presents
New Traditions
- Lobster Tail Dinner Christmas Night
Traditions Lost
- Drive-by gawking of crazy decorated house in Point of Rocks
My folks came down Christmas Eve, and were able to watch Alex sing as part of the kid's choir:
They then took us to the "Skinny French Fry" restaurant (aka Brewer's Alley) for dinner, where Ella was being Ella:
Christmas morning brought the chaos you'd expect, along with some delicious apple-wood smoked bacon. It was well worth however long it took off my life. Once it was gone and the presents were all opened, Oma and Opa hit the road back to PA.
The second round of presents arrived with Grammy and Grandad who managed to pack enough gifts into their Forrester to do Santa proud. They were rewarded with the joy of family and a surf and turf dinner courtesy of Omaha and Opaha Steaks.
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