We drove up to Star Valley on Christmas Eve. Mike wanted to get up there and we weren't sure what our schedule would be like after Christmas, so we just zipped up there for the afternoon.
Charlie had fun running around as far and as fast as he could go. Charlie has a sweater from our neighbor. I mentioned that we should have brought it for him and Mike looked at me with a look of shock and incredulity. He didn't want Charlie to look and act like such a city dog that he couldn't handle a bit of Wyoming cold. I laughed and laughed over that.
Our little city dog was a total pest to Harley. He is going through an annoying phase where he won't leave other dogs alone. Ugh.
Nate was hardcore (as usual) and he stayed out there long after the other kids came in from the cold. They all had a great time.
We came home and met up with the local cousins for our nativity.
Allie was an angel or a star. Nate was Joseph, and the others were various shepherds or wise men or
something. I was just proud of them for listening as we read the Christmas story. They're growing up!
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