On this joyous Christmas Eve, we (meaning me) drug the family out to the Washington DC Temple to see the lights. It was not very crowded and not very cold. Juice and I commented that this was the first year we didn’t take a stroller along. Wow the kids are growing up!
Here’s something for you to listen to think of the true meaning of Christmas:
Merry Christmas Eve!
PS- If you look on the back row at around 2:27 in the movie, you’ll see my brother singing! He’s the one behind the dude in the glasses on the 2nd to last row.