I was dreaming of a White Christmas which is unheard of in Texas. Somehow that dream came true. While we were in Tyler it started to flurry just as we finished unwrapping gifts.

So we bundled up and ventured out and experienced what some might consider a Christmas miracle. Ian was unimpressed with the snow, he was more interested in having having his Uncle Scott take him back in and feed him some more meatballs. With the weather turning bad fast we packed up and headed home. So that we could celebrate Christmas Morning at home. It was nice though to be surrounded by family as we celebrated the reason for the season.

Can you guess who they all belong to?