With the van loaded and our long check-lists finally complete, we picked up A from school on Friday and headed off to the woods, away from home, to join my big family for Christmas at camp. We used the lodge at Gardom Lake Bible Camp last Christmas and it was such a success that we booked it right away for the next year. All the work of packing feels so worth it when the kids can run free all day and we can tuck them all into bed upstairs and continue to enjoy each other's company over games and snacks in the evenings.
Our weekend was full and loud and happy. Lots of games were played, fun gifts exchanged, carols loudly sung, piano pounded, books read, and movies watched. The wood fire was kept roaring as we relaxed, laughed and visited and each took a turn in the kitchen making meals for all of us.
The camp was a winter playground for our snow-starved kids and they made good use of sleds and snow gear on a big mound of snow right outside the big lodge windows.
New, wooly hats for all the grandkids were special gifts from Gramma and Grampa's visit to Northern India and the Himalayan mountains this fall.
The grandkids wouldn't let this Christmas pass without acting in yet another annual nativity pageant. Gramma found a new story to be read aloud, and the kids played their parts well - even the littlest cast member who joined in as a little lamb this year.
We're so grateful for our big family, for a familiar place in the woods where we could retreat together, and for more memories gained from another special Christmas all together.