I've decided to break up my Christmas day into two posts
since the day was so full.
We woke up to 7" of snow on Christmas morning.
I know we joke about
"Christmas miracles," but that seriously was a Christmas miracle!
The Little Nies woke up at 6:30, walked down the stairs with
a blanket over their heads
(since they have to pass through the living room,
where all their gifts are to get to our room).
Mr. Nielson and I left the Little Nies on our bed while
we went into the living room to make a cozy fire
and put on some Christmas music.
After we gave them permission, The Little Nies rushed into
the living room to check out their gifts from Santa.
We spent the rest of the morning relaxing, exchanging presents,
and watching the snow fall harder and faster.
Church began at 11:00, so we all went outside and
made a good family effort to shovel the Fox Hill driveway.
What a job. We quickly realized that we were going to be late for church, so
we decided that I would help the Little Nies shower and get dressed while
Mr. Nielson finished shoveling our long driveway.
And he did!
We jumped in our car and said a prayer that
we'd safely get down the driveway.
And we did!
Talk about a CHRISTMAS MIRACLE...and we got to church on time!
What a gorgeous service we attended.
We sang songs of praise to honor Christ and His birth.
Despite what others said, I liked having Christmas fall on a Sunday.
It was peaceful and worshipful.
I couldn't get enough of the gorgeous snowy scenes
out my window.
