I love our little commune.
I really do.
I still, after 7 years, give myself a virtual pinch from time to time,
just to remind myself that we really do live here.
Amongst good friends.
With room to play.
Our traditional Cleft Christmas went off without a hitch.
We met here at our home and enjoyed the extra space the now-finished basement offered.
We had yummy breakfast for dinner (that's become part of the tradition too!)
and then Kip, in true Kip-fashion, came up with some fun minute-to-win-it games.
The kiddos ate in the basement.
Adults were upstairs.
Gathering in the basement for games.
Dig The Mint Out of the Flour With Only Your Mouth …
hysterical!
Reindeer Antlers (with hose & balloons) … we laughed 'til we cried!
Look at our beloved Ms. Maggie and her granddaughter Tori …
did I say we laughed??!
Tree Tower of Cups … harder than it looks!
Then there was the gift giving … Grayson drew Jarrett's name.
Jarrett gave Graham a hat with headphones and a D on it.
Ethan drew Blaine's name.
The toboggan with the headphones was a hit!
Triplets!!
Love our time with our Cleft family!