Christmas at the Bayou

When we got off the plane in Little Rock, we headed straight down to south Arkansas to see my family. I thought we might have to miss Christmas Eve dinner at Ma's house, and I started tearing up just thinking about it, but we made it. Exhausted, but we were glad to be there.  Bet you can't figure out who was the center of attention this year? (His name is Cade!)

Here's my Uncle Sluggo with Cade - his grandchild, and the first great-grandchild.

This is Ma's nativity scene from the Holy Land.

This living room has seen lots of love...and it's where we read the Christmas Story from Luke every year.

Ma and Cade. My grandmother is so beautiful!

My dad and his siblings...

My cousins...

Four Generations