The first Christmas after we got married, I was so excited to be able to send out legitimate Christmas cards. It has been the bane of my existence ever since. It takes me a month to pick the card I want. Everybody in my family hates me for making them get dressed up to take pictures. Buying stamps means I have to run an errand, which I really hate doing.
This year, we decided that we would rather keep the $150 we spend on Christmas cards dedicated to the budget for our boys' Christmas presents. And that we would use this online medium, which most people who would receive a Christmas card check from time to time, to deliver our photographic wishes for a Merry Christmas to all of you.
Not because we don't love you and don't want to send you a printed 5x7 piece of cardstock with an adorable photo of our kids and a delightfully warm and sentimental holiday phrase on it. But because we love our children more than we love you, and we want to give them more Christmas presents.
So, if you are our grandparent, parent, aunt/uncle or sibling, you got a Christmas card. If you're our cousin, co-worker, boss, friend or neighbor, you get to see it HERE, on this blog.
One year ago this day we were going to retrieve Corey from the Plaquemine Armory. Our year of deployment had ended.
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| They look like such babies in this picture. |
This year has been delightful and painful, for the love, equality and strength of opinions Corey and I share as a married couple, and for the rewards and challenges of raising two boys. I feel the blessings of the good thoughts of our friends and family, and complete strangers, who share this journey with us on this blog. I hope your year brought you more delights than challenges. More nice than naughty.
You might not know it from all the complaining we do, but the Allbrittons have a lot of "nice" to celebrate this season.
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