The Christmas holidays were busy for my wife and me. Our Bible study small group had a get together the middle of the month. Each of us had a Christmas party at work. Someone decided the staff and daily volunteers of the ministry I work for should have a "fashion" show. That was a new experience for me. I would post pictures of us but I was told by the rest of the staff that I could not do that. That's probably for the best.
The week before Christmas my brother and his family and my sister and her family, plus my family all got together for a family Christmas dinner and "Chinese" gift exchange. Then for Christmas, our son and his wife and our daughter and her husband came over to open gifts together and just spend the day with each other.
Now, New Years is upon us. New Years not only means a new year for me, but it also means I am a year older. Yes, I am a New Years baby. No, I wasn't the first baby of the year. I think I was number 4 for the year I was born. Too bad. Back then the stores gave some really great gifts to the parents of the New Year's baby.
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