This Christmas was probably the most fun in a long time. Carrie seemed to understand the concept of presents and went wild opening them up. That was a really wonderful thing to experience. This year we also toned things down a bit. There are lots of “traditions” that we’ve built up over 10 years of marriage and this year we couldn’t do them all. The gingerbread house, holiday train layouts, and nightly viewings of Rankin-Bass specials ended up on the chopping block. We did take Carrie out to see Symphony of Lights at Merriweather in Columbia, and Shadracks Christmas Wonderland at Adventure Park USA here in New Market. We took her to see the B&O Railroad Museum, and she made sugar cookies and fudge with me.
With the church having four Christmas Eve services, 2 on Sunday and 2 on Monday, we were able to get down to John’s parents’ house for a relaxing afternoon and evening before everyone else arrived the next day. Watching Carrie squeal over Christmas Lights, snack on sugar cookies, and play with her new toys has been a joy. I hope next year is just as fun.
Santa Baby gets a new camera from Aunt April.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year …
This year Carrie helped me make fudge for our family, friends, and coworkers. Tasting the marshmallow fluff was her favorite part. Click here for the recipe.
The family got together and bought John’s Dad a ride on the EAA B-17, “Aluminum Overcast”, for his 70th birthday this year. It took some convincing, but John finally decided that he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to ride along with him. The flight was scheduled for yesterday, out of the airport in Leesburg, VA. Before we headed down there, John was pretty sure that the flight wasn’t going to happen with all of the rain and clouds thanks to Hurricane Danny, which is heading up the coast. But there’s only one way to find out, and that’s to show up and check in for the flight.
We got there around 9:30 so John and Dad could check in. As predicted, they hadn’t done any flights yet and weren’t sure if they would be able to fly at all. Leesburg had a ceiling of 400 feet, and the B-17 needed at least 1500. The weather over Dulles was great, but just 15 miles away in Leesburg we were boxed in. Unfortunately, John wasn’t going to be able to fly today so it was yesterday or bust. We hung around at the airport for a while — John and Dad checked out the various aircraft displays (it was Airport Appreciation Day) while I hung out in the FBO reading a book and trying to keep my throat wet (I had a sore throat and congestion yesterday that’s blossomed into a full respiratory infection today). Around 11am the B-17 folks started asking everyone on Flight 1 or Flight 2 to head over to the check in area… they were flying!
John and Dad got their flight in and loved it. They brought back lots of pictures.