Thankfully, Patrick and I are blessed with very understanding parents. Patrick and I didn't make it home to see my family during Thanksgiving and my mom hasn't complained to me once. Last year, I worked Christmas day and so Patrick's parents came over the day after to celebrate "Christmas morning" all over again.
Whatever the circumstances are, Patrick and I make sure that we get time to open our presents in front of our tree with just the two of us. We have come to cherish it. This year was no different. We exchanged gifts this morning.
|Hurley and his sore paws that we've bandaged.|
|The mess we made.|
There are elves working in my garage! I'll show you their work later so check back!