I don't know that I've ever written a blog post on Christmas day, but this year I couldn't resist. Call me lame. Oh well. It's been a while since the whole family was together, which means the camera shutter has been clicking pretty constantly all day, and looking at all these photos made me want to post them. Let it be said, our first Christmas in Texas was quite delightful, and we are all spoiled with love and presents.
Alright, I should probably go cuddle with someone, make a cup of tea, and start reading the book I got from Michael. Oh, the blissfulness of it all. I don't really understand why Jesus gives me gifts on His birthday, but I suppose He really just is that good.
Merry Christmas, friends!
P.S. In case you ever want to know what Asians eat for Christmas Eve: whole fish, baby. Grilled, fried, and magical. My parents are cooking geniuses.