Christmas Party in the Burbs

Tis the season for Christmas parties. Our Portland Christmas party was out in the suburbs of Wilsonville. Let’s just say that I’ve adjusted to life in the city and forget what it’s like out there in what Jenna likes to call, “the middle of nowhere.” The houses are so BIG, there are two car garages, it’s so dark at night and I felt a little nervous when there weren’t many cars on the road. I began to feel a little bad for making fun of a staff friend when he moved to Montana, which is actually in the middle of nowhere, from Seattle. I’m beginning to see what he was afraid of talking about. But in all seriousness, we had a great time. And although the burbs have their perks I’m loving life in the city. Who would have thought?!

In other holiday news. We’ve started reading through our advent book again (although 8 days late, we’ve had a busy week) and love it all over again. I love this season of pausing to remember and wait for the celebration of the greatest gift the world has ever been given, Jesus.

Here’s some pictures from our festive household.

Here’s the wreath I made from our Christmas tree scraps on the front of our house and my favorite decorations on the wall, Isaac’s hand print from last year and Jenna’s finger print in a heart, along with a beautiful bead wreath my mom got me.

Here’s some advent reading happening.

I love this one of Isaac admiring the tree (between the moments of him trying to kick the “ball” aka Christmas ornaments and throwing balls into it. Boys.