Life with grandparents is just better. I mean, who else would make you a crown after you woke them up at 6am? Or take you to McDonalds wearing santa hats singing jingle bells to everyone who walks in? Grandparents. That's who.
We flew out of Newark to Utah for Christmas, mostly because we could get a direct flight with low miles from there; however, it happened to work out perfectly. We were able to spend a few days with my parents and have all sorts of pre-Christmas festivities as well as be there to send Abby off back to her mission in Brazil! It was fate.
We acted out Luke 2, attended many Christmas parties, became aquainted with our third santa of the season, rode the beloved MerCy Buckets, but the definite highlight was seeing Abby off. With her heart now beating regularly and properly without the dreaded beta blockers, she was cleared and was reassigned to go back to Brazil - something none of us expected, but were all thrilled to hear.
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