I love looking at old christmas photos...they make my heart pitter-patter. I love the details, like the puffy painted sweatshirts and the reindeer above the mantel in the bottom photo that my mom still hangs up in her house. I know what these photos smelt like and sounded like... ( We are for sure listening to the true value christmas record, that we still listen to, run don't walk if you can get your hands on one...its MAGIC)
We are going home on Sunday and I cant wait to feast my eyes upon the ones I love. Its funny how for me the house that I grew up in still feels like home the second I walk through the door. Some things never change and in this case...nothing could make me happier!
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I feel the same . I can't wait till I have all of you around me. Not having any of you living near...it's magic when you walk through the door!
These are so sweet...I totally know that feeling...
my grandma has the same snow man and woman from the top photo! ps..i'm officially not commenting on your blog anymore. or amy's.
I love this post! You and Amy would always talk about how magical Christmas was when you were little!
lOOK AT HOW CUTE YOU GUYS ARE! GODD MEMORIES.
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