Christmas Past

Christmas was as it should be: food and family, hearty laughs and snowy days.

We even got a big surprise (which us Berry women LOVE) when the doorbell rang on Christmas Eve and Keith was hiding around the corner of the house.

Spectacular, I tell you.

Baby Mae is sprouting in all ways baby, has her mama's eyes and just wants to cool out with the big people. You should hear her laugh.

I even got to see my good pal Erin and her son Jack for a very brief, chaotic reunion at the children's museum.

I am rich in love. Indeed I am...